Psalm 34: 2 My soul shall make her boast in the LORD: the humble shall hear thereof, and be glad.
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Lonely Christmas?
Where are you Christmas?
My heart is hanging low.
Like a tattered worn out ribbon;
a frayed old crumpled bow.
Tinsel has lost its luster;
lights have all drawn dim.
I cradle my lonely Christmas.
My tree I just won't trim.
Where do you hide, my Christmas,
this joyous festive season.
Shine your light upon me,
give my life a reason.
Swaggers all set astride,
ready for the day
while all alone I sit and cry,
for love to come my way.
Underneath the velvet stars;
the cratered moon so high.
I wonder what the sheer night holds.
I scan the open sky.
Where is my treasured Christmas,
a Rockwell theme of yore;
family gathered all around,
glistening lights galore.
Want and greed have sold you out,
your nothing but a show.
No longer lighting up my life,
my Christmas holds no glow.
Where are you Christmas?
My heart is hanging low.
Like a tattered worn out ribbon;
a frayed old crumpled bow.
Tinsel has lost its luster;
lights have all drawn dim.
I cradle my lonely Christmas.
My tree I just won't trim.
Where do you hide, my Christmas,
this joyous festive season.
Shine your light upon me,
give my life a reason.
Swaggers all set astride,
ready for the day
while all alone I sit and cry,
for love to come my way.
Underneath the velvet stars;
the cratered moon so high.
I wonder what the sheer night holds.
I scan the open sky.
Where is my treasured Christmas,
a Rockwell theme of yore;
family gathered all around,
glistening lights galore.
Want and greed have sold you out,
your nothing but a show.
No longer lighting up my life,
my Christmas holds no glow.
3 comments:
Yay! Christmas is almost here!
Lovely, Joni!
I have mixed feelings this year about these holidays (Thanksgiving & Christmas). Trying to get in the holiday spirit, yet missing my dad who died from prostate cancer three years ago December 1st.
I'll get there! Promise!
Take care,
June
LiveYourWritingDream.com
June,
I know the feeling. I lost my son 27 years ago on the second of December, so yeah sadness drapes the holidays when we've lost someone we love around the season.
I'll keep you in my prayers and I'll spread my extra large wings around you to comfort you so you can get through this joyous season with a smile!
O:-) Joni O:-)
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