Not Only for Christmas

Little boy,
imagine to be good.
Dream in the boldest colors,
make your life strong.

Keep smiling,
no matter how black,
or blended some months do feel.

Time will,
pull but push.
Forget the forgotten,
little friend,
can't conceal.

Be joyful,
always be the one I could have known.
I know you to be good.

Lean to your right,
where bravery tosses choices,
clasp them oh so fixed,
and mold this to success.

Little boy,
your Patience arrives today,
by wishful past,
delight recess.

--All Poems by Tia E
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