Protecting, But Blinding All Around

Again -
It all drifts away.
Attempting to hold on,
Well -
It just gets in the way.

Singers -
Praising all around.
The world lit up,
There is snow -
In glory on the ground.

And again -
To shy from what it is.
Turn blindness at the joy -
The children -
As they giggle for their gifts.

When all that’s needed -
Is for one to simply free -
This thing that stands -
Protecting -
That keeps happiness from me.

But again -
It wants the joy -
It just tries to block the tears.
And now -
Its paths are bear and cold -
And they may well be for years.

But oh! -
To open eyes and see -
The angel aloft the Christmas tree!
To let the tears and fears subside -
To carry on and live a life.

Written By Shane Ferguson
On The 14th December 2007