Christmas ~ It makes us feel.
We wail and gnash our teeth
Or stoically keep a stiff upper lip
We wrap our gifts
Trim the tree, rearrange the Nativity...
And in the ritual, hope
To pass along the memories
To those who listen
Perhaps our children
Paying tribute to those we miss
Playing down the agonies
Elevating the bliss
A seasonal thaw, as if walking on stones
On the winter river
Frozen in place but beauteous ever
We find ourselves transfixed in this space
We've set aside for lost warm embrace.
We wail and gnash our teeth
Or stoically keep a stiff upper lip
We wrap our gifts
Trim the tree, rearrange the Nativity...
And in the ritual, hope
To pass along the memories
To those who listen
Perhaps our children
Paying tribute to those we miss
Playing down the agonies
Elevating the bliss
A seasonal thaw, as if walking on stones
On the winter river
Frozen in place but beauteous ever
We find ourselves transfixed in this space
We've set aside for lost warm embrace.
And we hold it tight
For it is all we have
This celebration of lives lived and loved
And consoling ourselves that we are present
With our presence, the best present,
Not a memory erased, hoping to return
At the end of the glittery year that awaits.
For it is all we have
This celebration of lives lived and loved
And consoling ourselves that we are present
With our presence, the best present,
Not a memory erased, hoping to return
At the end of the glittery year that awaits.
Vcl2015
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