A Special Present
There's a special
present under the tree this year.
Wrapped in paper of red, white,
and blue.
I walked in to find the children,
Constructing
it especially for you.
Their little hands
were covered with glitter,
Bits of paper scattered everywhere.
I had to quietly laugh at seeing them
With glue stuck in
their hair.
I slipped out
of the room unnoticed by them
And sat down in front of the tree.
The
glowing lights and smells of Christmas
Quickly brought visions
of you to me.
Suddenly, I heard
little feet running down the hall.
I knew their project must
now be done.
They handed me the crumpled present and asked,
if
I would please help wrap this one.
On this sheet
of paper a big star they had placed,
With stick-people looking
up toward the sky.
They waited in anticipation for my approval.
Their
faces glowed with pride
At the bottom,
a note was scribbled
In a child's special little way,
To
let you know they only asked Santa
For one thing this Christmas
Day.
We asked Santa
if he would hang a special star,
While he was up there in the
sky.
So that you can look up and see our gift
From where
you are tonight.
Santa said it
wouldn't be hard to find it.
He would put the biggest
one there for you.
Because, we know there's lots of stars
And
they're real far away too.
So before you
go to sleep Christmas night,
Look way up in the sky
You'll
see our star Santa left for you,
While he was flying by.
Then they signed
it at the bottom
in your favorite color, blue.
We know why
you're a soldier Mommy
and we're so proud of you.
Dedicated to all
the women
serving in our US Military.
CT
Dawson
Copyright
2001
My inspiration
for this poem came from a mother of two that served many years
in
the US Army, which included a tour in Desert Storm.
