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
A beautiful post with a lovely message Asha
Thanks, Kurian. Happy new year, well in advance.
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Happy new Year to you Asha
True and the departed are always there with us. Brilliant poem, Asha.
It’s a blessing to have their love from the beyond.
For sure and agree totally with your words Asha
A beautiful but sad truth!
It is a fact hardly acknowledged.
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