Christmas Morn, Night Still Paraded Its Cloak, a Christmas Narrative

Christmas Morn, Night Still Paraded Its Cloak, A Christmas Narrative Christmas morn, night still paraded its cloak dawn had not our dear earth with its rays soaked yet something magical was in the air for beneath barren tree, presents a pair one was bright red, other was brighter blue one was from me, other present from you! I slept last night, nothing was under there the floor was as empty as tree was bare shock, I sought explanation for this scene for even that bare tree glowed brighter green snow began to falling as wonder grew I wept with joy seeing present from you! How and why a miracle came about in a daze, my spirit let out a shout twenty-one long years since we had last kissed your wonderful beauty this soul had missed now this blessing, something heavenly sent I fell to sobbing for those lost years spent! With tears still falling I heard a loud knock I soon found coming, another great shock opened the door, there you my darling stood Christmas dress, red cloak and even red hood aghast, heart skipped a beat or maybe three your first words spoken were, long time no see! We laughed and our day was heavenly bliss we each said, how true love we did so miss I pointed the bare tree and had to ask how, how did you do this surprising task she replied and asked, what I have no clue I said, presents one from me, one from you! I then saw deep shock and a truth I knew that something nice had been sent but by who she said, let see these mysterious gifts as each one may true kindred souls uplift opened, hers was a locket long since lost mine a ring bought at very precious cost! Each had been long lost in a tragic flood buried very deep under tons of mud both had been tokens of our raging love sworn to vows we made to heaven above how could such treasure have ever been sent was such a most miraculous event! As midnight moon, its soft glow shining down saw us joined yet again in our hometown set the scene for romance and sweetest bliss we both wept at years we lost and time miss hers tears falling onto my naked chest we felt as lovebirds returned to our nest! Was this real, our just another realm's dream us coupled as a former loving team magic was broken, as this we both heard plain as day, came down loud echoing words by a jolly fat man riding his sled bringing Christmas joy while dressed all in red! Be of cheer, tis' the season to rejoice now greatest present given, a new choice hold to this moment, letting in true bless forget the past, no more sad sins confess and that is truth of this surprising tale miracle came, so true love would not fail! Now brother poet, you are sure to ask can you in this tall yarn now truly bask I shall reply, why yes friend, such is true earth is old, nothing under sun is new may you read, enjoy this poetic verse not think me a damn fool or something worse! Robert J. Lindley, 12-19-2019 Christmas Narrative, (A Tale Told And A Romantic Story Once envisioned)