No Christmas
By: Babawilly
I don’t want a turkey
This Christmas
can’t bear another death
On my plate
I’ll be sending no cards
this Christmas
In stillness,
I’ll rebuild on my hope and faith
Last year
It was joy to the world
This year
We mourn for the world
What great change
A single day can bring
Can’t face empty chairs
at the diner table
No one to kiss
Under the mistletoe
I pray God heals me
and the many others
so we may rejoice
next Christmas.
© September 2001 - Babawilly