THE CHRISTMAS DAY

I don't know god exists or not
I don't know whether Jesus was born,
Whether Santa really rides
in a one horse open sleigh.
 

But what I found looking through the glass
passing under thousand stars,
the way the small kid blows the horn
with excitement and jubilation.
 

I have seen the carols here,
singing the songs soothing ears
but with them I have seen the old
living there life passed years before.
 

I have seen the beggar's face
humming the tune they liked always
lighting a candle in the thread
forgetting about the doll of bread.

I don't want these days to fade,
seeing the happiness it spread
Let the Santa be alive
till the last day of mankind.