Saddest Christmas Ever

-DECEMBER 25,2:37 AM- SHE WAS THINNING 'WAY- HER COLOUR GOING GRAY WHILE SHE DROWNED IN SWEAT: "GERALD,HAVE YOU SLEPT?" HER VOICE SO OLD, AND GAVE ME THE COLD. BUT HOW COULD I SLEEP WHILE MUM'S LIFE COULD CREEP...? I HAD BEEN CRYING WEEPING AND WEEPING SILENTLY FOR HER- MY MOTHER WAS DYING.. I CREPT FROM MY BED: NO LIGHTS; POOR AND SAID- I HELD HER WEAK HANDS- COLD WITHOUT LIFE'S TAN: I HEARD HER BREATHING- AND MY HEART CRAVING FOR MAMA'S GOOD HEALTH. "BUT," I ASKED MYSELF: "WHY MUST SHE SUFFER NEAR A WEEPING SON?" AND WHERE WAS FATHER? HE WAS DEAD AND GONE. I WEPT AS I THOUGHT. "RETURN TO YOUR COT, YOU NEED A NIGHT'S SLEEP." SHE SPOKE, MY HEART LEAPED. "I SHALL BE HERE UNTIL DEATH IS NOT FULFILLED- YOU SHALL NEVER DIE ELSE I SHALL GHASTLY CRY." SHE PRESSED ME TO HER HEART AND GAVE ME A GENT' PAT. "GERALD,PLEASE LET US SLEEP AND MY SON DO NOT WEEP. "IF I DIE, THEN GOD CALLED CAUSING WEEPS TO COME FORTH- BUT DO PRAY FOR MY SOUL, TO REST IN HAVEN'S HOLD." "BUT MUM," I CRIED."DO STOP." "SON," SHE CONTINUED."DEATH IS INHERENT TO LIFE. DEATH COMES 'ROUND AS WE STRIVE." I TOOK HER HANDS IN MINE FEELING THEM FREEZING,KIND: -THUS ENDED HER EARTHLY STAY, WHILE I STILL HAD MUCH TO SAY..... ...AND EVERY LAUGHTER EVAPORATED FROM MY FACE AS EVERY CHRISTMAS BRINGS SAD MEMORIES BACK TO MIND...... -BY GERALDARTS CONTEST NAME-"Saddest" Christmas Ever SPONSOR-Constance La France