BLUERIDGE CHRISTMAS MAGIC by Robert Hewett Sr.
BLUE RIDGE CHRISTMAS MAGIC
The little town nestled in the Blue Ridge Mountains
Was dark with no music or colored fountains..
The Mayor had issued a notice to all
No city Christmas lights will be installed.
Our budget is too small; no extra money at all.
We are sorry this has to be, but our hands are tied.
We looked in all our accounts, but no money was set aside.
There were children and they were sad
Not a bright smile in town could be had.
Christmas was a time they all cherished
With Christmas Carols and food to nourish,
Sleigh rides, Jingle Bells and music playing,
A time of year when people met saying
Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year to you
As they walked around the town they knew.
The Christmas Spirit had seemed to fly away
To some other town, or gone astray,
But then a letter to the Mayor was posted
From a farmer who said Christmas must be hosted.
He sent $100 for the Christmas lights,
And said he would furnish a hayride that night.
Others came forward with money gifts large and small
The little town would be lighted after all.
Gala events were planned on a lark,
A Christmas tree was placed in City Park.
Carolers came from all around
To celebrate Christmas with this little town.
Joining hands and singing out loud,
It was a joyous Christmas and all were proud
To call this little town their family home
To which they return no matter how far they roam.
Robert Hewett Sr.
(Author’s Note: Based on a true personal story)