This is a revisiting of a poem I wrote last year (or the year before.) At the time of writing I had nobody in particular in mind. This year, I’m thinking of my dear friend and mentor, Barb. I think of her husband, sons, their wives, and the grandchildren who will be missing her presence so acutely this Christmas. To those who have lost loved ones this year, this poem goes out to you as well.
Christmas Mourning
Bells, loud echoes of the day
Hearts stood still and teeth did gnash
Gone now, never gone away
Ripple in from yesterday
Rest you now, returned to ash
Bells, loud echoes of the day
Children in the snow, at play
Miss one, now in frozen grass
Gone now, never gone away
Cap and mittens still displayed
Pictures, toys rest in a cache
Bells, loud echoes of the day
Christmas morn now filled with grey
Running footsteps never pass
Gone now, never gone away
Under tree wait gifts today
Glittered paper mem’ries flash
Bells, loud echoes of the day
Gone now, never gone away
Tao Talk 
Well done Lisa! Yes, we never forget those loved ones who are no longer with us. This year as you say, will be difficult for so many!
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Thanks, Dwight.
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You are welcome!
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Hi! Thats beautiful! I thought of my aunt who passed in august, rip! xo
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So sorry to hear of your loss, Carol anne.
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The loss of a loved one can never be forgotten. The memory dims with time but it’s still there.
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I still think of my mom and dad every Christmas…my mom especially who made sure every Christmas was special…
Very nice poem Lisa!
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Max thank you ❤
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You have so poignantly expressed the loss that permeates every aspect of life… especially the joyous ones. Take care. I hope you are able to spend Christmas with your family.
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Thanks, Punam. I’ll be seeing them at a safe distance yes and later on zoom equiv. Hoping you are with your family as well {{{HUGS}}}
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You are welcome. May the new year give you a chance to spend time with them.
I am with my family. Hugs to you too. ❤️
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❤
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My response to the poem: 😢
My response to the picture: Awwww!
-David
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Thank you, David. It hurts.
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Thank you, Lisa, this resonates with me and I’m sure it will with many others ❤️
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You are welcome, Ingrid ❤
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This is just right Jade. Even if we haven’t suffered a personal loss from Covid, we need to honor and remember the hundreds of thousands who are gone. I will be lighting a candle in my window for them. (K)
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So many gone.
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We need a proper national mourning.
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YES we do. Maybe once the orange stain has moved along.
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It can’t come soon enough..
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This will be my first Christmas without both of my parents. In your words, they are gone now, never gone away.
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Keith that has to be difficult for you. Sorry you lost your parent in the last year.
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Beautifully written, Lisa. Like bells, each line chimes a mournful tune perfectly.
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Thank you, Dora. Nice to see you, been missing your writing and presence.
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I can relate to this beautiful, sad poem.
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😦 I’m sorry you can. {{{HUGS}}}
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