A Sad Day
*A true story. If you don’t like this, please ignore, because I will delete any rude comments.
As the Christmas season approaches with the new fresh fallen snow,
And there are thoughts of pretty scenes, nativity and wreathes we know,
As well as Santa bringing happiness and joy to children all around,
And the colorful lights that hang with such brightness to be found…
There is news coming from the Durham New Hampshire town:
That only brings heaviness, with a solemn, very sad, frown
No more Christmas wreaths on the lampposts will be allowed this year
No more Santa riding on the firetruck on his way, will be near
No more countdown to the lighting of the town Christmas tree
All because of a few complaints from offended people, you see!
So like the Grinch stole Christmas, things are now stolen here
But sadly, these people will not grow a heart like the Grinch, I fear
Because Obama started a transformation of America, people came unglued
Determined to transform our meaningful celebrations, they pursued!
You wonder why we fight for freedom, and the values of our home
I say to all the offended, we will never stop fighting, where we roam!
Heidi Sands
11/14/19
Copyright © Heidi Sands | Year Posted 2019
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