For You I Wish

　　 For You I Wish

　　 I have looked at Christmas: holly red

　　 Secret Santa: rich pudding-fed:

　　 Standing with my eyes shut, on tip toe

　　 I've stood hopefully under mistletoe.

　　 Now, like scrooge, I look at the season new

　　 I smile less and party with few

　　 And all the words of love now lie

　　 Mock silently, ruffle and die.

　　 I have looked at Christmas from both sides now

　　 From happy and sad and still somehow

　　 It's not the season that I see

　　 It's my own candied fantasy.

　　 But for you I wish the happy red show,

　　 Stockings filled with family galore;

　　 Soul food cooked in kitchens known

　　 And sleep that is sound in a bed at home.

　　 Because the spirit is not in wishing for ones self you see,

　　 And the dreams and the hopes are for your fantasy

　　 So I wish you this Christmas old love anew

　　 And silent wishes that will do come true.

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