There are three ghosts of Christmas, <br />which visit us each year. <br />One from the past, <br />one from the present <br />and one from the future. <br />They show us what our life was, <br />how it is now and how <br />if we do not change it will be. <br />The past <br />shows us our roots <br />of how we have become. <br />The present <br />shows us how we are, <br />a mirror image of ourselves, <br />that not so rosy image <br />we do not want to see. <br />The future <br />shows how we will eventually become, <br />wizen and unloved <br />by nearly everyone <br />with the exception of ourselves. <br />It gives us this glimpse <br />so that we can change it <br />if we really want to. <br />That decision is ours <br />and if we do <br />next year when <br />the three ghosts of Christmas come to call <br />the piper maybe playing <br />a different kind of tune. <br /> <br /> <br />20 November 2009<br /><br />David Harris<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/three-ghosts-of-christmas/
