My father and grandfather both died close to Christmas so I remember the loneliness and still ache for their voices and reassurance at this time of year. As you read these poems (the Christmas tree poem written by Sean's mother), reflect on those you love. If you would like to link a poem, a memory, a comment, a picture, we at One Stop would love to be drawn a bit closer by the warm glow of memories and each other during the holidays.
What do I want Santa?
Our troops overseas home safe,With their families.
Everyone to catch the Christmas spirit,Like the flu and spread it.
For if not peace on Earth,At least piece of mind for all.
For those who have suffered loss,To be comforted by the season.
To wish those in despair, hunger, pain,Comfort, food, and healing.
What do I want Santa?I want to remember Mom with family,In happy memories.
I want to say Merry Christmas,To my daughters face to face.
I want to hold my love, wish her wellTo unwrap her in mornings light.
What do I want Santa?That all should want gifts of love,Not gifts of material measure.
To ask for the impossible,So miracles can happen.