CHRISTMAS MORNIMG
-For a Six Year Old Boy-
By My Son,
Matthew Edward Bloom
Waking this blessed morning as excited as can be,
believe your own eyes, what they witness; what they see?
There are so many presents under that tall Pine,
some large, some small, wrapped eloquently; so fine.
The feeling in your stomach; one of true anticipation,
so eager, energetic and filled with exhilaration.
Your excitement and enthusiasm is driving you wild.
You must wake all the others sleeping calm and so mild.
You tell them you feel like you’ve been waiting for days,
“Okay, just a minute give us, to come out of our haze.”
Leisurely, they’re all washing and putting robes on.
“How can they do this, to what planets have they gone?”
“I’m a six year old boy and it’s Christmas morning!”
“Hurry, please hurry”, I scream and I shout.
“Just what are they doing, all lingering about?
“I’m a six year old boy and it’s Christmas morning!”
“Just what are they doing, I’m in utter doubt!”
Finally everyone there and all under the tree,
looking quite excited, but not half as much as me!
The thrill and the laughter, the fun of it all,
It’s so magical and delightful; I’m having my Christmas ball!
With each present we unwrap, each box, each gift,
our hearts they open, they rise and they lift.
For everything I love and I truly adore,
It’s a wonderful Christmas; I couldn’t ask for more.
All that Santa brought, each game and each toy,
superb and faultless for a six year old boy.
But, while emerged in such delight, I must say and admit,
my eyes couldn’t have been any more lit,
than when it came time for “HER” to unwrap and see
what I had gotten myself; just from me.
When she opened her gift, she couldn’t believe her eyes,
she was filled with amazement and such great surprise.
Her face was so bright, her smile so wide,
to make her this happy, I felt such joy and such pride.
I thought I was excited about all the presents for me,
but really, it was something more sitting under that tree.
What had me so eager and so raring to go;
it was the gift for my mother that I had to bestow.
This is what gave me the most pleasure indeed,
Because “SHE” is the angel God sent down to me.
She’s always there no matter what; for whatever I need,
and she gives and she loves so whole-heartedly.
In spite of every present; every toy there for me,
the big ones, the small ones and all I could see,
giving her this gift on this Christmas morning,
without her knowing, not even a warning,
it made me so happy and so filled with joy;
the finest gift of all for her six year old boy!
Photograph by Michelle Longo-Bloom
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