the Night before Christmas

the night and the wind blew

my heart felt the soul of the city

and as i awake and saw the moon
we were all awaiting gifts and giving

back thanks and we wanted and wanted

but a loss that touched us came with no answers

and if we thought back what was magical about it

many a night the 24th was what brought moments

and yet the 25th was the presents and yet nobody took

a gift as the emotion and sentiments as the night before

still memorys stay sealed while the day to day wants

never are covered