Missing Mom this Christmas

 

 

Missing Mom this Christmas

2019 was her last,

Just three months into this year

She breathed her last and passed.

 

For at least sixty-six Christmases

She shared in our festive times,

Seventy-seven would be the most

With our oldest brother in mind.

 

Ninety-two years she was

When her clock became unwound,

We take pleasure in the consolation

Of knowing she is heaven-bound.

 

  

This Christmas we will miss her

More that we could ever say

But we will still enjoy the season

Almost as though she were here.

 

To all those missing loved ones

We share in your ongoing strain,

Like you, we are missing a loved one

And are experiencing the pain.

 

  

Particularly at this Christmas time

Our joy is marred a bit,

We are missing Mom this Christmas

She has taken her final trip.

  

We will eat, drink and be merry

And think of the Christmases before

Knowing that the Christ we celebrate

Loved our Mom even more.

 

Stewart Russell © December 25, 2020