Christmas Wish
I am too big for Santa’s lap
But I have a Christmas wish
Just the same
A simple one
For as I think of my little ones
That have grown
Beyond my sight
To be so big I barely
Recognize them in the pictures
That come
Now and then
Pictures that show they no longer fit the phrase of “little ones”
I remember the hugs
And the smells as I held them close
With my nose pressed in their hair
Trying to breath them in
Trying to find their very essence
I think of those little voices
That cried with joy
At torn colored paper
And the contents hidden within
I think of others
Now gone
For years that still seem unreal
I remember their hugs, too
And Christmas trees
That in my memory now seem faded
Surrounded by a yellow air
Much like the old pictures
In an album I have lost
But I have lost much more than pictures
Oh, but that is not a place I want to go
Right now
Right now it is about Christmas
For I have been wrapping boxes
Taping with care
Getting ready to mail the gifts
I’ll not see opened
But I can still feel the joy they will bring
I hope
And the love I pray they still feel from me
And for me
Christmas wishes
A few days from Christmas
A time for Christmas wishes
Oh, it would be easy to start
With “I wish” this and “I wish” that
Wishing for different paths
Different choices
But all that would be foolish
For nothing can change that
No, my Christmas wish should be more real
More realistic
Something I can have
But I know it won’t be granted
Any more than the “could have, should have, would have”
That I don’t allow in my thoughts
Too big for Santa’s lap
Too old to believe he could grant my wish
Simple though it might be
For I just want one thing
I just want not to cry
When I think of Christmas
And daughters and a son
Such a simple wish
The only one I want this year
Oh
Too late . . .
MFM
12/18/01
3110 Federal Highway #28
Delray Beach, FL 33428
6:47 P.M.
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