Written by C Hues
December 22, 2021
Each Christmas brings a gift Money, clothes, a watch But if I’ve been very bad Awaits a pair of socks Time is in my hands And all is standing still The gifts that I receive Are rivaling my will Each Christmas is a gift For Winter speeds our clocks The presents have become the tree Although my mirror mocks Time is driving forward Without a hint of break As I forget my name While holding my namesake