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Prose - A Christmas Present Was a Memory

Updated on December 24, 2011

It is a Christmas present in time
And under the tree
You open a box
In order to see
If it’s the gift you wanted
Or is it a memory?
You find a cross from long ago
But how can that be?
It is today and not tomorrow
You don’t know what to believe
Suddenly the walls rise inside the box
Where is your family?
You see shepherds and their flock
It is the nativity
You walk for miles or so it seems
The cross looms in Calvary
The present and the future
Are wrapped in yesterday
The baby and the cross
Form a vision of your destiny
It all happened so fast
The present was something to foresee
Was it real or a dream?
But the box is still under the tree
You wonder if it will be earthly
Or will it be heavenly?
And then you remember your dream
And why the season is holy

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    • pmccray profile image

      pmccray 5 years ago from Utah

      The gift was the His ultimate sacrifice. Simply beautiful. Thanks you so much for sharing. Voted up, marked useful and beautiful.

    • Deborah Brooks profile image

      Deborah Brooks Langford 5 years ago from Brownsville,TX

      Excellent and beautiful poem.. The love the gift and way it grew... and then it was a dream.. wow..and then it was holy... Absolutely beautiful.

      I voted up and beautiful'

      Merry Christmas

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      Truckstop Sally 5 years ago

      Beautiful poem! Thanks for putting it all in perspective. Yesteryear, today . . . dream-like, maybe . . . but all leads to tomorrows and the future. How will we embrace the future?