robin hussey


Christmas wishes.


A Christmas tale so dear to me

Of Christmas past, now, and to be

A ghostly figure told each one

And this is how my tale begun

The 1st ghost showed me Christmas past

2 children playing with dreams to last

Parents watching as they grew

Each child was loved more than they knew

The 2nd ghost the one I fear

Christmas Day that soon is here

An empty room, a Christmas tree

With an empty space, where a gift should be

A jacket hangs behind a door

That once was worn but not no more

The 3rd ghost showed my future years

Christmas Days I share with tears

My Tale complete, the ghost was thru’

But looked at me as if he knew

For in my arms the ghost could see

The missing gift from beneath that tree

A gift I hold each year I live

My gift is love, but cannot give

To my only Son, who’s love must stay

In an ageing heart that will decay

The love I have has always grown

For the boy who’s name’s upon a stone

To mark the place where he must lay

The Son who was, my Christmas Day.

Submitted: Thursday, January 26, 2012

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