Christmas Mourning
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There it lies, forlorn and tragic,
Christmas, mourning for its magic,
Awaiting on an angel, fair
To tumble, giggling, down the stair,
Bouncing curls of platinum hair ...
(Now as cold as Christmas snow)
Oh, where did my Sweet Angel go?
There it lies. robbed of its mirth,
Christmas, placed deep in the earth,
A chubby cherub, once its joy,
Broken, like her favorite toy,
First kiss lost for "someday's" boy ...
(Covered now, in Christmas snow)
Oh, where did my Sweet Angel go?
There it stands, atop my tree,
A Christmas angel, just as she,
Dressed in pretty peacock plume,
Shining bright to bless the room,
Now, a stark and empty tomb ...
(Soft and white as Christmas snow)
Oh, where did my Sweet Angel go?
There it lies with my bleak heart,
Christmas' spirit, ripped apart,
This same morning, years now gone,
Her little body, still and wan,
'Neath the tree to wait the dawn ...
(Hushed and cold as Christmas snow)
Oh, where did my Sweet Angel go?
Please tell her, God, so she will know ...
This mommy ... LOVES her Angel so.
~ 7th Place ~ in the "The Darker Side Of Christmas" Poetry Contest, Richard Lamoureux, Judge & Sponsor.
~ 1st Place ~ in the "Writing Challenge, December 2019, I Want Christmas Poems" Poetry Contest, Dear Heart - Wishkobi Ode, Judge & Sponsor.
~ 2nd Place ~ in the "Christmas Mourning" Poetry Contest, P.S. Awtry, Judge & Sponsor.
Copyright © Gregory Richard Barden | Year Posted 2018
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