December 25 2017

Waking up Christmas morning
with a sense of sadness in the air.
These walls are unfamiliar,
a lack of memories we've shared.

Christmas is a time for joy,
a time for laughter with the ones we love.
Full of special family traditions,
and praising our father from above.

But life is unpredictable.
In a moment everything can change.
What was once loved and cherished,
will never be the same.

Christmas can bring all depths of pain,
The mark of loss cuts deeply.
My heart is with all who mourn,
that you feel arms of love fully.

Although this year is different,
and our lives are forever changed.
I am more thankful then I've ever been,
for my family still remains.

◄ 5 years

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Shifa Maqba

Wed 14th Oct 2020 17:40

Your poem captures the mood of this year perfectly. No matter what context or interpretation, it makes for a timeless read. Excellent job!

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