A present on your window sill,
that nearly everyone forgot;
no elaborate coloured paper,
just a bow with a simple knot.
It overlooks the Christmas carnage,
with gifts all strewn across the floor,
wrapping tinsel, all but torn to shreds,
the festive adornments are no more.
This simple tiny cubic present,
casts long shadows down on the floor;
surrounded by the brightest sunlight,
it’s the Christmas Spirit, I am sure!
This box appears to grow in stature,
still closed, but waiting for this day,
when the entire commercial glitter,
has all been packed and put away.
It reminds me of the reason,
why we celebrate this gift,
The story of our Father’s son,
It is surely not a myth.
Inside is just a simple message!
Certainly this will always be true!
You are now awoken by the Spirit;
It reads....YES, JESUS DOES LOVE YOU
By combining Poetry into a photograph you get POETPICS or PHOTOPOETRY.
A phrase of philosophy integrated into a photograph = PHILOETRY
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See how this and other poems play a part in the Story 'Finding Harvey’, crafting another dimension of creative writing = 3D-Poetry.