Poem By Lawrence S. Pertillar
May this Christmas 'eve',
And every 'eve' not be left to leave...
Without remembering to express blessings.
Felt to feel or openly confessed to address.
Let no evening go pass to allow it done,
To pray and stay grateful.
Sooner or later a noticed difference comes.
Even during those times found to find,
Not as exciting to invite...
Promises intended to be kept.
With wishes to keep them honest and fresh.
Only the ones with wishes wanting them to stay,
Will pray every 'eve' of everyday...
To know whatever comes with it done,
Is an experience to consider it a blessing.
Even the testing of one's faith to recognize it that way,
Has come as a purpose to acknowledge it to accept...
Steps taken and made with an opportunity to correct,
Every 'eve' of every day and before the next.