’Twas the night before Christmas, and here on the range
Down deep in my heart, I knew life must change
How did this trip happen, who thought I'd be here?
With no friends and family, and those who are dear,
But all of a sudden, a thought hits my mind,
I'm here with a family , if not the same kind,
There's cell mates and others, and Angels and God,
And those who take care of us, there in the Pod,
We all might be different, but this thing I know,
We all search for love, and want it to show,
We want to feel safe, and want to be part,
Of a group of good people, who are tied at the heart
And I started to feel, a new peace in my mind,
This could be the Christmas when I start to find,
The truth about Jesus, and why He loves me,
He knows I am special, and wants me to see,
If Christ were to come here, to this earth tonight,
He would come to my cell, with love and with light,
Some things I can't change, in this prison, I know
But I give my whole heart, and God's love now I'll show,
As the Jesus of Christmas comes down from above,
I might be in prison, but I feel God's love.
by Dan Davison |
