Under the Mistletoe
an original poem by Jason White
I wrote a letter to Santa Claus
Setting the record straight.
I started the letter off
With the cold hard truth.
I stopped believing many years ago
Because there wasn't much
To give me hope.
But then I continued with
A turn of events
As a result of my new mindset.
I want to believe
In the magic of Christmas
I want to believe in you
Chris Kringle.
So I continued in my letter
I know this is a tall order,
But I want you to bring me
My dream woman.
I described to Father Christmas,
In great detail,
Just exactly what I desired in you.
Now I am a great believer
In Christmas magic
Because when I opened my eyes
I was greeted by you.
About the Creator
Jason White
Jason White is a father, a grandfather, knowledge seeker and sharer. Jason is the owner of Growth Positive Consulting where he puts his fundraising and management skills to great use. He is a writer, a woodworker, and a philanthropist.
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Homecoming
This is not the homecoming I planned. I thought I escaped only to come back to burn it all to the ground. I lived my whole life for them. Tried to change their broken ways and lost myself along the way. Now I carry their burdens on my hands. So many years it took me to become who I am. Everything opposite of who they thought I should become. I knew I'd face the ridicule for missing his funeral. I couldn't even understand why I had come. I hated them for so long. I still carry some of the burdens they fashioned for me. Maybe I am here to give them back. Maybe I am more human than I thought myself to be. When I enter through these doors I may never return. I will never be the same again. Pray for me as I will pray for her swift passing.
By Jason White3 years ago in Poets
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