Light In Me
Author: Bannie Bandibas
I hear the jingle bells
and the clapping shells
in the kitchen where mama
used to cook shells on "gata."
Grandma also swaying
while she's mixing
the "maja blanca"
and "ube halaya."
Suddenly, someone shouted,
"turn on the lights, Ted."
It's Dad, now smilling,
for our "parol" is twinkling.
Then Grandpa took my hand,
said, "come with me, my son."
We walk towards a tree,
as green as my hoody.
Mom came closer,
she put the last flower.
She stare at me while saying,
"here you come, my little bean."
Dad lift me and Grandpa brought
something thorny, I thought
it was a harmful spider
but it was a star.
Everything in the room lit up,
the tree showed its top.
"Put it there my boy," dad said,
and I did with a scratch in my head.
Then they sorrounded me
and I asked confusely,
"what is happening?
It feels like this is a creepy thing."
"No, my love," grandma countered,
"This is a day should always be remembered.
A baby has spread light and happiness,
and bring joy to the world at its fullest.
A king was born and saved the world,
a child with wisdom and no sword.
We see Him in you, our kite,
Our light that soon will take his flight.
Christmas is for children,
just like you, Ben.
For a gift on this day is savored,
That saves the people He treasured."
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