Christmas Eve, 2013

It’s the morning before Christmas.

Here at my computer I sit -

Fingers poised over the keyboard

Waiting for inspiration to hit.

I looked back at the poem

I wrote for last year

And remembered how money

Or lack of, was my biggest fear.

I had hoped that my children

Would feel as I did

And value love and tradition

Despite my financial skid.

And as Christmases go,

We had joy unsurpassed.

The new year looked brighter

Than in our recent past.

But the brightness soon faded

A dark cloud moved in

One trial after another.

We just couldn’t win.

So this Christmas Eve morning

My perspective has shifted.

We’ll hold tight to each other

Until that damned cloud is lifted.

This year the presents are many

Under our undecorated tree, but

We haven’t had time

For the usual frivolity.

But I’m counting my blessings           

Because this year, you see,

Though it might not have been so,
All my children are with me.

Merry Christmas, friends. 

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