A poem by Chenoah Reeder.
To some the economy is really bad –
For others, it’s the worst they’ve had.
In today’s economy – where Santa’s belt is tight
Where buying a simple toy doesn’t seem to delight.
I know there are girls and boys who have no shoes on their feet –
And barely anything to eat –
Sometimes not even a warm place to sleep.
Under my Grandma’s Christmas tree, lights are abundant
But for me there are no presents, you see.
For each twinkling light –
There are blessings for everyone both day and night.
A friendly smile to brighten someone’s day –
“May I help you?” to someone along your way.
A shower of love,
Sent from above,
And “welcome home” for all those who have been fighting abroad
to protect our freedom and beliefs.
In today’s economy with all these blessings – which are free –
You will be able to see that the economy isn’t as bad as it could be.