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The Bittersweet Of Christmas
A pervading warmth wraps the heart at Christmas time.
It comes a messenger of peace; a recall of home;
The pipings of the past; the evidence of forgotten joys; Memories of friends, gone from us and, loved ones far away.
The most tender of mysteries, it permeates society, displaying
An underlying oneness for all human kind.
A time when labor turns to love, fatigue evolves to festivity.
There are weeks involved in making ready for a single day's Event: decorating the house; selecting the tree; shopping for Gifts and food; setting the table with silver and china;
The house warmed by fireplace flames; the laughter of children;
The exchanging of gifts by the tree.
Suddenly over, family departed, the house becomes a vacuum, an Echo of tomorrow's emptiness.
The day, added to the yesterdays of all our years, is recorded In memory as a genial recollection.
There is no measurement that weighs the hours of preparation
For the approaching holidays. There is no holiday that leaves
One with such a glow of nostalgic reflections as does Christmas Day.
(Free Verse)
poem
by
Lynn W. Petty
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