The heart can only
take so much before
it becomes empty
and can feel no more.
But something should
be said of treasured
memories that rise
up and heal what
has been broken.
The tree that sits in
the corner. Adorned
with lights and tinsel.
Collected ornaments
that have been shared
through time with
love and compassion.
Memories of how
much you are loved.
Celebrating your first
Christmas. Purchased
with only you in mind.
Sparkling in the silent
darkness and reflecting
in the soft warm glow.
High above the star
gleams with the very
light that is Christmas.
The tree skirt made
by your loving hands.
Covered year after year
with ribboned packages
that you picked for each
child. Making sure that
everyone was remembered.
Making sure that all
their wishes came true.
Memories and traditions
cannot be forgotten.
The village on the fireplace
mantle. The stockings
hung by the windows
nearby. The garland
of lights and evergreen.
Filling the room with
their constant glow.
This is what fills the
empty heart. Ornaments
brimming with the
memories of life.
The living room
ablaze in color and
light. Candles burning
against the darkness and
cold. Remembering
Christmas again.
The End
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