My Christmas Poem.

[keith ouellette]

Another Christmas eve has come and all should be right
but something is keeping me up this very night.
Though I should be asleep with very little a care
I'm stuck in the darkness through which I do stare.
I think back on the year and hear my complaints.
They echo through my soul as if warnings from saints.
I ponder the world and its far away places.
I think of the people who are kept from God's graces.
Miserable places with hunger and disease.
Terrible places without the right to be free.
A government oppressing where corruption is the law.
And the witness is mute of the things that he saw.
I can see a mans face and its full of despair and fear
but he is silent, as if dead, for there is no one to hear.
And now I am ashamed but not for my wealth.
I think of myself in disgust but not for my health.
No. much to often I have cried and now I see not the reason.
All to often I've been angered when far out of season.
For I live in a place where people want not to much.
I live in a place where others dream they had such.
And low I'm ashamed for I have forgotten how truly blessed I have been.
Please heed my words and spare yourself this cardinal sin.

Have a blessed Christmas and life to all who believe and all who have yet to see.
Keith Ouellette

[donald cada]

thanks for the poem. This is my first ever reply to a thread. I have been lurking this past year. My Sweetheart and I drove around the city of Toronto this morning just to enjoy today. We seen many homeless people laying under their sleeping bags and I made mention how at one time I didn't like X-mass in my life. Those were the years I was struggling with life in general. Today is different; I spoke with my children and grandchildren to wish them a MERRY CHRISTMAS just as I am to you, your family and all fellow man. The final to this is, as I approached one of the homeless to give what I had in my pocket at the time, an outreach worker zoomed by to give the person a X-Mass bag. She just smiled at me and said MERRY CHRISTMAS to both of us. Again MERRY CHRISTMAS to all

[Phyllis Meyer]

Thank you for the poem Keith! We are all guilty of just passing by, and of course complaining about what we want, and the stupid things. How we all need to just look around and say "Thank You, for what I have"! I believe, and I lost a brother this past year suddenly, so being thankful for every day with family and friends is all we need!

God Bless You, and the fact we can say that because of freedom of speech! Have a Blessed New Year!

Phyllis:)