And Snowflakes Are Kisses
Dear Heavenly Father_
Christmas may not happen
in many cities this season
could you find a cure for Covid 19, Heavenly Father
you know since mom and dad left my Christmas is quite forlorn
and snowflakes are kisses
for they so, so loved the Christmas season
mom loved all the cooking (and grandma helped)
dad got the tree
and dad and I decorated
grandma supervising
critical from her rocking, rocking chair
I have many memories
now, there is only me, father
and snowflakes are kisses
I go to Christmas Eve mass
and I pray for the poor and those in war and the sick
there are so many living on the street, father, can you help
and snowflakes are kisses
and I weep for baby Jesus and his sad destiny
I am so sorry that your son had to die for us (Mary did you know)
and I recall last Christmas
dragging out the tattered box
of inherited decorations
and I touched each one weeping at the memories
then, put them back in the box
and donated them to charity
and snowflakes are kisses
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November 20, 2020
Poetry/Free Verse/and snowflakes are kisses
Copyright Protected, ID 11-1306-320-20
All Rights Reserved, 2020, Constance La France
Written for the Premier contest, Christmas
sponsor, Regina McIntosh, Judged 12/03/20
Second Place
Copyright © Constance La France | Year Posted 2020
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