Debbie Guzzi Poet Rhyme

Reflected Tears

The child is gone.
The tree is here.
The village windows lit.
Laughter’s left. Joy’s remiss.
Mistletoe brings no kiss.

A sad sight, alone at night,
not one to bring true cheer.

The child is gone.
The Christmas tree is here.
The village’s windows lit.
Beneath the tree the gifts are wrapped
mere tokens, reflect the tears.

The child within, the child without.
The scarcity is clear.
No amount of Christmas lights can quell
the loneliness I feel.

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Jerri Ward July 16, 2010 at 8:36 AM Deborah, I can feel how deep that goes. Jerri

Ravindra K Kapoor January 19, 2010 at 6:50 AM Heart Touching reflections of the sad and lonely feelings resulted due to loss of the deeply loved child. Beautiful. Thanks and Many thanks for your precious comments on my Poem the boatman's song. With best wishes and love Ravindra

James Fraser January 5, 2010 at 10:34 AM Deep emotion Deborah, super poem >> James

Vince Suzadail Jr. January 2, 2010 at 4:39 PM I've always held on to a little piece of the child within me but the blues come with the absence of my own kids. God Bless. Vince

Kim Hilliker January 2, 2010 at 12:58 AM This is so true for many people. Thanks for writing about it.

Robin Maughan December 30, 2009 at 7:07 AM Beautifully written! But we do have the Childs memories to hang on to ! HAPPY 2010! Hugs Always, Robin

John Freeman December 27, 2009 at 10:51 PM "HAPPY NEW YEAR" DEB, Sincerely, love, Moses

Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen December 27, 2009 at 4:36 AM Deb., Alone in the empty nest feels so very sad. But in a few years, the children return and fill the nest with joyful times, visits, sweet memories, and new little ones for you to babysit! Never fear. The action is dear!. (I enjoyed your poem... of course.) Love to you. Lovingly, "Pink Flamingo".

Linda-Marie Sweetheart December 26, 2009 at 5:55 PM Moving tender poetry, Debbie, and very deep and deeply touching too.. your flow of words is wonderful ... thankxxx for sharing and for commenting so cutely on my poetry... glad u enjoyed.. much appreciated... blessings.. luv... best wishes for 2010 ..many new wirtes too... luv.. Linda-Marie

Sheol Moribund December 26, 2009 at 1:12 PM Dear Deborah: Quite a moving piece of poetry. It seems to me that Christmas is either glad or sad for people. It's true, no amount of Christmas lights can stop our tears, so I pray for all who do shed tears, that things will change for the better. So that they will be replaced by smiles. Yours truly: Sheol

David Byrne December 26, 2009 at 12:14 AM Beautiful imagery and very touching...............also imaginative! Merry Xmas David

James Marshall Goff December 25, 2009 at 7:57 PM your light brightens even the darkest places this Christmas! Deb! thanks! jamie

Constance La France December 25, 2009 at 7:50 PM I can totally relate to the words in this poem.. there is such a loneliness when loved ones have gone to heaven.. and we miss them the most at christmas... and thanks for your comment on my poem, resolutions, and I will try the sticky note idea...

Bryan Bolton December 24, 2009 at 3:04 PM What a fitting poem for someone alone on Christmas eve -Hope you have a nice Christmas as I will try and do the same

Andrea Dietrich December 24, 2009 at 2:44 PM Yes, I like this melancholy one for Christmas. It's so true for so many, sadly! andrea

Robert A. Dufresne December 24, 2009 at 8:40 AM melancholy and very dear. God bless you and yours, Deborah. May you have a holky Christmas.-Robert

Brian Strand December 24, 2009 at 12:55 AM Debbie Thank you for your welcome comments.Rgds Brian

Sara Lokken December 23, 2009 at 12:38 PM This is very nostalgic, filled with sadness...but beautiful. Best wishes, Sara

Deirdre Omaidin December 23, 2009 at 12:36 PM Beautiful but very poignant thoughts. We all have to try and be uplifted and keep the Christmas spirit alive. Thanks for nice comments on my haiku. Hapy Christmas Déirdre

Richard Pickett December 23, 2009 at 7:30 AM I remember when I had 6 kids at home for Christmas day, Now I am down to 1. He's 13 and won't be long before it is just Mary and I left... I am not going to think about it, Just relish the 5 or 6 years we have left with him at home.. Very nicely done... As you see it touched me...God Bless ....Taz

Sara Kendrick December 23, 2009 at 7:11 AM I could go in so many ways with this one that it seems to touch on ideas from 2000 years ago to present time. Keep the creative and magical pen flowing. Sara

Derrick Burton December 23, 2009 at 7:00 AM sad but a beautiful poem you have created here, loved the compassion as well. Enjoy your day. :)