Christmas Wish

If I could give you anything this year,

   I’d give you all the things you are afraid

To give yourself—the perfect love you fear

   You don’t deserve; great success in your trade,

Whatever that may be—the kind of wealth

   That keeps the wolf from your financial door—

An optimistic attitude—and health,

   Good health, to give old bones new places to explore.

And then I wish you all that you won’t think

   You’ll need until some crisis will remind you:

Good friends—the calm to float when others sink—

   The heart to put all the bad times behind you—

      The strength to love when Fear and Hatred reign

      And a great weakness for all souls in pain.

 

 

Copyright 2014 Matthew J Wells