Rush

People rushing all around me,
So much to do and get...
No more time to mess about.

They have lost that childish spark,
No time for Christmas magic... just decorations
Not seeing trough their childs eyes.

As magic filled little hearts, 
They rush even more...
Could you spare but one look?

Look at your little ones,
Their smiles are the purest magic...
So pure and truly unscarred.

And here I am,
Sitting in all of this... about to cry
Feeling my heart tearing apart.

Just pause,
Even for a second...
Look around and feel magic in your heart.