Christmas Nostalgia
Lonely widow hums as
She meticulously sets out
Her Christmas china
Lovely napkins
And candles
Her table lays awaiting
Festivities of yesteryear
No one is scheduled to come
But one never knows
This living in isolation
Miles away from family
Hurts most during the holidays
Out of the corner of her eye
She sees little ones scurrying
And hears happy chattering about
Nostalgic happiness exudes
Joy, love and anticipation
So clockwise she makes her way
Around her pretty set table
One meal at a time
Happiest when she
Sometimes convinces
A neighbour passing by
To join her for tea and treats
Or more, and then
The phone rings as she smiles
Her guests now around the table
She is in the holiday spirit
Anxious though for it all to be over
Published in my 24-page photo/anthology book ~THE MAGIC OF CHRISTMAS~ 2023
AP: Honorable Mention 2026, Honorable Mention 2020
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