It’s that time of year again that most love so much
Love and joy fill the air as most prepare
To see friends and family and present them with bestowal
The weather cools and the frozen dew falls
The lights arise as it is said he once did all those years ago
Green, white, and red, colors to behold
Not everyone sees it the same, for not everyone sees to same
Through different eyes, and shoes, do people see and walk
Some embrace the cold from the warmth, while others, suffer through the cold
Hard-working parents who try to make their kids smile
Extra shifts and longer hours they work
To bestow upon another is an unrecognized privilege
Some kids wake up to no light from the pine
They talk to friends who live in different shoes and see through different eyes
As they wonder why the fat man didn’t ho ho ho