Discarded Christmas Card
Robin red breast in the snow
On a faded worn out picture
Memories of a Christmas long ago
When I with my new set of paints
Was destined to paint myself to fame
Another stick figure family portrait
Or maybe this time a train.
Who were you when only six
Daddy's little daughter
Climbing into his lap for warmth
Were you conscious then that after
Sometime later in your life
You would hold my head against your breast
To share your loving heart.
Copyright © Joe Murphy | Year Posted 2014
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