A Christmas Story
A grin, a smile, so happy to see.
To be with your loved ones, your family.
All the things,
You think Christmas could be.
But not in this house,
For I am alone,
Just my cat and a mouse,
Make up my little home.
There are those more fortunate,
Than I,
But don't shed a tear,
Don't start to cry.
For this is the life,
I have made for myself.
I have some salt pork,
And some beans on the shelf.
On the really cold nights,
I must look a sight,
I have my space heater,
To make it feel right.
I'll grab my blanket,
And get cozy and warm,
Have to watch my budget,
Save for a storm.
My entertainment,
Is the cat and the mouse,
Scurrying here and there,
All over the house.
A knock at my door,
Is never heard,
Except for the banker,
He is such a nerd.
He wants his money,
I tell him next week,
But that's not good enough,
My land he does seek.
I'll be out by Christmas,
A miracle I need,
But I have a weakness,
To help less fortunate than me.
I have good neighbors,
In this little country town,
For me, help is not an option,
For they never come around.
But this is ok,
For a loner I am,
They don't know what they're missing,
When I get out the spam.
Such a meal it will make,
A special dinner for me,
Maybe for Christmas,
We'll just have to see.
There lives a widow woman,
Not far from my place,
But she wont accept help,
She thinks it's a disgrace.
So when she has,
A few cents to spare,
I'll go down and help her,
Without a care.
But this is not enough,
To save my little house,
I wonder what will happen,
To the cat and the mouse.
I can't take them with me,
I have no place to go,
It is so cold now,
It is starting to snow.
But fear not for me,
Or the cat and the mouse,
For they are best buddies,
And don't need a house.
I'll be alright,
I have it all figured out,
I'll go visit the banker,
And sleep in his HOUSE.
If you made it this far I wish to thank you for reading. This is not my life ..... well some of it
is .... I do have a cat ..... he's such a mean putty cat ....lol. I wrote this because I was
reminded of the less fortunate. Don't just think of them at Christmas time, but always. Ken
Copyright © Kenneth Fordham | Year Posted 2008
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