The following poem came to me many years ago. Looking back it still resounds with reason and meaning. Perhaps it always will...
“Its that time of the year … again!”
Get all set!
Let those bags be packed!!
Get ready to roll,
put work on hold!!
Let the lights shine!
Let it all be bright!!
Let the reindeers sleigh,
let the kids play!
Let there be peace
Let there be joy!
Let there be fun,
and lots of food spoils!!
This year was tough
but it left us strong.
Let the next be better
so we can fix our wrongs!
There were tears
There was pain
Some eyes are still wet
while others just stare;
into empty spaces,
as if someone was there...
There is no reason.
There’s no explanation.
If we pose a question,
we come across no solution
Oh! we feel desperate!
Yes! we feel forlorn!!
but there’s still something within
that chooses to carry on
isn’t it amazing
of all that we have lost
we still have some things
to cherish and to hold on!?
It may not be the face
That we so well remember
It may just be the touch
That was once so tender
Its all still here
Its not all gone
It lives in us
implores us to carry on
Every moment of every day,
It’s a struggle we undertake;
To live our lives
As if it’s a promise we had made,
To those whom we love so much
In sorrow, amid smiles, always.
Let’s all embrace
with abounding grace,
all that life has showered
this year, so trustingly, our way...
