This had always been the time of year full of joy.
But somehow all the preparation seemed to annoy,
Time had passed us by with children grown and gone.
Now all the festivities make me feel withdrawn.
All the elation our family used to share,
Reminds me of my loss and brings despair.
I have been through the stages of grief.
And prayed I would finally find relief.
But that was not to be; at least not this year.
Will I ever stop wishing you would appear?
My Darling you are gone forever from my sight.
I miss you most of all during the night.
With every passing day as Christmas approaches.
My sense of forlorn sadness encroaches
The only solace I find is in prayer.
It is then I envision you are there.
Oh! Lord Please forgive my ungenerous thought.
That certainly is not what we were taught
But this is indeed a terrible blow.
To be without my love causes me much woe.
Help me to concentrate on the meaning of this holiday,
For I know that only through Christ will I be okay.
As they light the candles on the Advent wreathe
I remember the basis of my own belief.
Angels of the Lord announced to shepherds in the field.
The long awaited birth of the Christ child was revealed.
His name was Emmanuel as foretold, a Messiah.
Who was proclaimed by the prophet Jeremiah?
This may be a Blue Christmas without you,
But in my heart I know it to be true.
We will join together in celestial peace,
Where we will share an eternal lease.
© Carol G Oliver
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