Candy Cane

A candy cane on a Christmas tree,

Hanging amongst the tinsel and lights;

And from a child's eye were I to see,

Reach I would for its high heights.

For a promise made is Christmas Day,

But child's time runs so terribly slow;

Yes, mere days seem like months away,

And to that candy cane I'd never grow.

Now like a carrot held to a horse,

This good boy watched it dangle there;

But what it is, that inner force,

That in forbidden fruit we always dare.

And to have that candy cane I must,

For such heights I was destined to reach;

And sure I reasoned it was all unjust -

There are some lessons you just can't teach.

And so I climbed my way to the top,

Past the candy cane to the star;

For what it's worth I couldn't stop -

I mean after all I'd come so far.

And in that crash I remember well,

As beneath that tree I lay there flat;

This kid unlike George Washington to tell,

Was oh so thankful we owned a cat.