I set out chocolate chip cookies

For santa’s long flight.

Finished my chores quickly

And early to bed tonight.

Tree shining brightly in the window,

Passers-by admiring its glow.

How many gifts will Santa bring me?

All I want for Xmas

Is a loving family,

Lots of food.


No gifts

When Thanksgiving came.

Got up on Christmas day

And it was the same!

All I wanted was the family for which I pray,

But all I unwrapped was loneliness again.


This Christmas day

Why no gift?

I really don’t know,

But looks like Santa

Once again didn’t show.

by: a Prisoner from Death Row….