I Looked To Heaven That Christmas Night

I Looked To Heaven That Christmas Night What shall I do, cast far away my pen Should wizen Cheshire cat stop its grin Mighty Amazon stop its massive flow I paint my Christmas scene devoid of snow Nay, surrender poets must never do Snap out of it, sling a new verse or two! I once a grieving teen, found hope to write After the shadow of death took a bite And father went beyond the purple veil Life fell into abyss, maddening hell Years flowed past, a zombie I became Fight the world, slay it was my morbid game! Just before Christmas, our daughter was born I saw life, love , hope- left behind my scorn An angel, with blonde hair and sweet blue eyes Gift divinely sent from heavenly skies That very night, my pen spoke words to me A treasure was given, now you are free! Renewed the bond and joy again found Oath to live, a poet honored bound Given was again dearest saving light I looked to Heaven that Christmas night Nay, surrender poets must never do Snap out of it, sling a new verse or two! Robert J. Lindley, 12-20-2021 Rhyme, ( Based On A Life As Has Been Lived ) Dedicated to my beloved daughter KaShaundra Note: These last few days, a gloom had came I waded darkness, forgetting my name In misery, I drank for sorrow's well Was this world still here, I could not tell I woke at dawn and saw a shred of light Heard a stern voice say, rise thee up to fight Give life a chance, are you not yet alive Grab a pen and into poetry dive Christmas is near, just a few days away With that admonishment, I knelt to pray.