Requiem For Christmas: A Poem by Jim Milks

It is Christmas time again,
The time when family and friends congregate
But on the table is kept an empty plate

A space that is kept bare
For a mother or father that is no longer there

Ribbons, bows, and other pretty things
Can never replace the joy that a person brings

Although they maybe gone do not despair
For they are forever with you if you keep them in your heart
And in your morning prayer