Welcome To My Holiday Home

Hospital wards and waiting rooms do not take holiday breaks When a loved one is so seriously ill it is hard to celebrate So bravely he said in the ICU family room as strangers all drew near: “Welcome to my Holiday Home at this special time of year.” Some were visiting fathers whom had hearts that had given out Some had little children there and their faith was left in doubt He was there to be with his wife, the woman he held so dear – “Welcome to my Holiday Home at this special time of year.” “I know that I know none of you and I hope I am not being rude; And I know the decorations in here really are awfully crude; But I thought it might just help a little to bring some Christmas in here – Welcome to my Holiday Home at this special time of year.” They shared handshakes and hugs and told some wonderful stories About the loved ones they were visiting and hopes of future glories Some stress was released and strangers helped wipe each other’s tears – “Welcome to my Holiday Home at this special time of year.” Doctors dropped in and nurses, too, to pass along some news Knowing that this was no place to be if anyone could choose They saw people who once were strangers all now family, quite clear – “Welcome to my Holiday Home at this special time of year.” As the season came to an end some of the patients did go home Unfortunately for others there they would leave the hospital alone But everyone forever remembered the husband who met them with this cheer – “Welcome to my Holiday Home at this special time of year.”