Christmas Poem

Loss At Christmas

My father passed away in June and this will be our first Christmas without him.
I was sitting in a café with Christmas music and twinkling lights when it hit me - the difference between this Christmas and last Christmas, his things have changed forever. I took my notebook out of my bag and wrote this poem.

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You could have written this poem for me - it will be my first Christmas without my husband. I've written a similar poem myself, but if you check it out you will find it's not as good as...

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This Christmas

Published by Family Friend Poems December 2022 with permission of the Author.

The golden lights are twinkling
With Christmas in the air;
Bing Crosby sweetly singing,
And snowflakes in my hair.

It's all so picture perfect,
So happy silent night;
Hosanna in the highest,
So peaceful, calm, and bright -

But none of it makes sense to me,
It all seems so unfair;
The world goes on rejoicing -
They don't know you're not there.

The smiles and songs and laughter
And music in the air;
It all serves to remind me
That you're no longer there.

Why should I try to stop it?
Why make the world stand still?
Why force the dark on others
And seek their joy to kill?

For I was once among them
With Christmas in the air,
And songs and smiles and laughter;
And oh - you were there!

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