Treasure Island

Melissa Ferrer

(10/28/91 / New York)

What does christmas mean to you? ?


'Melissa' my sister Sophia says,
'What does christmas mean to you? '
A little girl about the age of seven replies
'Christmas is the time you get to spend with your family
And experience the joy of giving.'

No matter how true this was
doesnt mean it will ever happen again

For, that night as we were tapingour christmas
our fun
and our 'everlasting joy
Our opening presents
the unearthly presence
The one that covers wach girl and boy
Little did we know
that this would be
our last time
to shine
together..

For after that
we drifted apart
moving from eachother
And the we lost sophia our darling sister
And then we lost our mother.

We never had another christmas
Where we sat around a tree
I never got to see that joy again
Wat least not inside of me

So what does christmas mean to you?
Now take time to really think
Hold on tight to that idea
and never let it sink.

Submitted: Tuesday, December 05, 2006
Edited: Friday, December 03, 2010
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  • Barbara Terry (12/5/2006 8:01:00 AM)

    Melissa, Christmas to me means singing Christmas songs, giving from our heart, spending time with family and friends, and if family doesn't want to or isn't there to help you celebrate, then friends will do. For me Christmas is peace of mind, where the soul can relax and just be free for a little while. Christmas to me means remembering all those past Christmases that I enjoyed as a child, but for some reason could enjoy them as an adult. But I have never lost hope, that one day I will be by the greatest Christmas tree of all, singing joyous Christmas carols, while holding hands with my family and friends who have gone to the Lord before me. 'Oh will the circle, be unbroken? By and by Lord, by and by. Daddy sang bass, mama sang tenor, little baby would join right in there, in the sky Lord, in the sky.' I always have hope, no matter how dim it seems at the time, I still have hope. This is a sad poem of loss, and I wish you all the merriest of Christmases yet to come. Barbara (Report) Reply

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