Here it is.
December.
Lights are shining bright.
I sit and try to fathom
if I’ve a Christmas wish tonight.
[[Jessie, can you hear me?
Will you be home this year?
Jessie, Mommy loves you
and wishes she could see you here.]]
How many years now?
I guess it must be ten.
The pain of loss is as bad now
as it was ‘way back then.
[[ ]]
It’s no conciliation
that I missed your teenaged years.
I’d have suffered through them gladly
treasuring all the fears and tears.
[[ ]]
Different fears were always with me.
Different tears will always fall.
Since that day of disappearance
you don’t answer when I call.
[[ ]]
I don’t have a tree, Jess.
No gifts; no little girl.
I can’t think of the future.
Thoughts make me dizzy as they whirl.
If I took one wish, Jessie,
it would be you beside the tree.
Looking up and saying “Mommy,
This year what did you get me?”
[[Jessie, can you hear me?
Will you be home this year?
Jessie, Mommy loves you
and wishes she could see you here.]]
Author notes
This is not a personal experience for me but it is for someone. What a way to spend a Christmas.
A contest entry
- Tell Me Your Christmas Wish List! by Princess Peach.
420 points, ended December 23, 2007, 12 entries
Silver trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
It's all good.
Comments
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Simply awful! I hope your friend heals and wishes come true! Blessings and best wishes,
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I think this is a sad poem that all mothers can relate to. What is kinda weird is when I was reading your poem I remember writing a book with the character's named Jessica but everybody calls her Jessie. Very good and you relate to the mother and actually pretend you're her. Thanks for entering and good luck in the contest!
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Thank you so much for the Silver Trophy. The poem wasn't easy to write because of the subject matter. It IS a subject a mother can easily relate to.
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