Beneath Tree

by steve1223adelaide, South Australia

Jul 2011 354 Views 3 comments

Beneath the Tree

Beneath the tree the presents spread
A wondrous sight to see
The boxes bright with ribbons tied
And lights upon the tree

And yet the boy he sat so sad
For missing was his present
Peace for the world was all he asked
Why could that not be given

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Posted: Jul 2011

About this poem:

History is full of cease-fires at Christmas and even where 'enemies' have gotten together and celebrated. Why is it that this feeling cannot be carried on for the year.

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Comments (3)

elo777santa cruz, California USAJul 27, 2011

I just do not understand how you could look at another person and not see your brothers face,your mother,your father or yourself. there is no us or them on this planet only us.

steve1223OPadelaide, South Australia AustraliaJul 27, 2011

Well said elo777. I totally agree. What a wonderful world it would be

marikiaTbilisi, GeorgiaJul 28, 2011

This poem is ended with a rhetorical question. We could change this world by changing ourselves ... to the better of course, starting with making peace with our own selves and then with others. Many thanks for bringing this poem to our attention.