Missing You at Christmas

Christmas time …

This was written some Christmases ago. One photo is of my parents shortly after they got married in Germany and the other in our apartment in NYC.

 

This Christmas as always,

your love will shine down upon me

and I’ll content be –

to know that your love goes on.

 

It took a war to separate you,

later to bring you together,

to find eternal love

and build a new life.

 

As I decorate my shining tree,

the evergreen will remind me of my love for you.

The many shiny and bright childhood Christmases –

that you both gave to me.

 

Those tall glittering Christmas trees,

presents galore,

a love that warmed the soul

and a family that always smiled.

 

It comforts me,

to know that you’re together,

dancing among the clouds,

swinging on bright, shimmering stars.

 

With every Christmas song,

with every silvery tinsel,

every shiny ornament –

there’ll be an ache in my heart.

 

Come Christmas Eve,

I know you’ll be with me,

perhaps I can wander,

out in the frosty night.

 

There to look up at the stars,

to find your loving faces,

looking down upon me

and for a moment together we can be.

 

It’s Christmas time,

once more and time has flown,

had I but known –

how many Christmases would be without you.

Christmas time

So glad to know,

that your love shines on,

throughout eternity,

from year to year.

 

So have yourselves a merry little Christmas,

up beyond the stars and make my yuletide bright,

by being a part of my Christmas –

love you much mom and dad.

Rasma Raisters

I am a poet and writer. I write for many different sites online. I have two published books of poems on Amazon - Poetic Thoughts Fly and On the Wings of Love.

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Rasma Raisters

I am a poet and writer. I write for many different sites online. I have two published books of poems on Amazon - Poetic Thoughts Fly and On the Wings of Love.

10 thoughts on “Missing You at Christmas

  • December 18, 2016 at 1:00 AM
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    So beautiful Rasma, those whose love will never fade and whose memories live on forever. Christmas is a time I think of my parents: my mother was born on Christmas day and named Noela, and my father died on Christmas day about ten years after my mum. A lovely tribute and memories of wonderful Christmases. Wishing you and your family a safe and happy Christmas and a great 2017. Take care

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    • December 19, 2016 at 1:21 PM
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      Thank you Tony and a Merry Christmas to you and yours and a wonderful 2017 to come.

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  • December 18, 2016 at 4:59 AM
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    Such a lovely poem with loving memories, Rasma. Christmas is a special time for me, too. I was born on Christmas day and my father’s birthday was two days after. He loved my Swedish Butter cookies and I still leave 3 in a little red basket on my tree each year. Merry Christmas to you and your loved ones, Rasma, and a wonderful New Year.

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    • December 19, 2016 at 1:22 PM
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      Thank you Phyllis. Merry Christmas to you and yours and a wonderful 2017 to come. Happy Birthday to you!

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  • December 18, 2016 at 11:42 AM
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    Lovely read and Merry Christmas to you!

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  • December 18, 2016 at 3:54 PM
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    Such precious, evergreen memories you have shared here Rasma..your words are so emotive and beautiful..wishing you and your family a wonderful Christmas..

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