TEARS GLISTENED THE YOUNG MOTHER’S EYES
WHILE HOLDING THE HAND OF HER LITTLE BOY
I COULD SEE THE LONGING ON HIS LITTLE FACE
AS HE SEARCHED AMONG ALL OF THE TOYS
SPYING WHAT HE WANTED, HE PULLED, BROKE FREE
CAME BACK WITH A SHINY RED FIRE TRUCK
“LOOK, MOMMY, IT’S JUST LIKE MY DADDY’S”
I WATCHED AS THOSE WORDS PAINFULLY STRUCK
“ARE YOU ALL RIGHT? CAN I HELP YOU?” I ASKED
AS SHE TREMBLED AND BEGAN TO SOFTLY CRY
SHE SOBBED, “ HIS DADDY WAS A FIREMAN, A HERO
WHILE FIGHTING A BAD ONE HE TRAGICALLY DIED”
“NOW IT’S CHRISTMAS TIME WITHOUT HIM
AND I DON’T KNOW WHAT I’M GOING TO DO
THE BILLS ARE PILING UP, I CAN’T FIND A JOB
BUYING PRESENTS FOR OUR SON, I’VE NO CLUE”
“I TOLD HIM THAT HIS DADDY IS IN HEAVEN
AND I THINK HE REALLY TRIES TO UNDERSTAND
I’M SO PROUD OF HIM, OUR GOOD LITTLE BOY
HE THINKS FOR ME HE MUST BECOME A MAN”
IN MY SPIRIT I KNEW JUST WHAT I HAD TO DO
“WOULD YOU GIVE YOUR ADDRESS TO ME PLEASE?”
“I WANT TO MAKE SURE ON CHRISTMAS MORNING
A SHINY RED FIRE TRUCK IS UNDER YOUR TREE”
Friday, June 24, 2022