Ant Smith

All poems

Christmas miracle

He was a Christmas miracle
I'll ask you to believe
Brought to earth by Santa one
Ancient Christmas eve

He was a Christmas miracle
An urchin from the streets
A better man I doubt you can
Have ever hoped to meet

He was a Christmas miracle
Three quarters bah humbug
But at the stroke of midnight we'd
Open presents up

He was a Christmas miracle
I think he understood
The moment matters more than
Accounts of bad and good

He IS a Christmas miracle
From beyond the grave
Like a drop of Sun, my
Dear old father Ray