The Christmas Postman
Alan Williams

Here comes the welcome Christmas postman
His cautious post-van skidding down the snow bound lane
Now up our fresh cleared path he strides
With Christmas greetings once again 
It must be nice for those inside
With garlands hung on every side
With warmth and cheer and more beside
And Christmas cards from far and wide
The startled dogs leap at the window
Excited children scramble towards the festive door
The patient fir awaits its star
Abandoned trimmings swathe the floor 
Try as I might I can't recall
A Christmas time so sad withal
I've had no cards or telephone call
Forgotten by friends and family all
The postman yields his precious cargo
As do the children when mother joins them at the door
Concealing gifts from Santa Claus
And postmarks she's been waiting for 
It's my own silly fault I guess
Not telling friends my new address
Christmas seems to be a mess
And now I'm faced with loneliness
Each envelope is opened carefully
Attentive faces waiting to hear the words inside
Some tell the wondrous Christmas tale
Each sent with love and more beside
The folks from where he lived before
Who had his post put through their door
The Christmas cards he waited for
And could not bear it any more
Each card conceals a special meaning
Apart from cribs and seasonal verses set in rhyme
From those who love us all year round
But just say so at Christmas time
They found his house, which was quite near
And brought his cards and Christmas cheer
From all the people he held dear
Who thought about him all the year
Save those greetings, warm inside your memory
For dismal days when you feel unloved and on your own
Recall the words and those who sent them
And then you'll know you're not alone
Then postman thought, things aren't so bad
I've had a card from mum and dad
And all my friends to make me glad
It's the best Christmas I've ever had

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