A Christmas Gift
It was Christmas we were all gathered at the hall, as usual I was alone
with a plate full of food she ushered me to the seat next to hers
she began talking as the snow began to fall, she said she was far from home
she then raised her glass to encourage all to Merry Christmas cheers
who was this woman who I was sure I’d never met
she made me feel at ease at once and I hung on every spoken word
she talked as if she knew me but she was someone I’d not forget
as she spoke my fascination with her grew more absurd
I was amazed at her honesty in sharing her feelings with a stranger
and I was sure my ineptness at communication showed
she brimmed with gratitude and in the room I felt it linger
my stomach fluttered nervously and my curiosity overflowed
she gave me her number and insisted I give her a call
I felt a sudden sadness in my stomach once I knew she was gone
and as I looked about the room I felt my presence getting small
my head heavy with confusion and my emotions overdrawn
as I made my way home I saw the sky was bright with a brilliant star
and pondering its meaning made me smile
for I had received my Christmas wish- he sent me a friend from afar
and she has stayed my best friend for more than just a while.
Copyright © Christine Costello | Year Posted 2014
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