There is silence

Where once there were children playing

The sky is cloudy and seems like it’s graying

We are thrown a bone

To chew on and reflect

Should we take up this fight?

We cannot do it alone.

Christmas is so close

And you are not home

And our gingerbread house

It seems to fall every year

But what a treat to eat and to laugh

My little tree has been put up

No decorations so it’s bare.

Christmas tree parties

There will be none this year.

Just a number for another day lost,

We can only shed a tear.

Words on a page,

To remember Christmases’ Past.

No stockings will be hung

And Santa won’t be visiting this year.

Even he will remember

There used to be children here

No children laughing

Just another day to sleep in

Unlike last year when we were up at 5

And no turkey this year

We can never win.

Will you remember like we just did?

And look in the back of your mind

To remember Christmases past

And will you shed a tear too?

You have to remember we will always

LOVE YOU!!

WRITTEN BY Mary Lou Janiga on November 30, 2005 at 5pm

My Poetry