Its Christmas time .... full of cheer... sharing but this Christmas seems so void of cheer as I walk the family house from one end to other alone...remembering Christmas past
Home was were everyone gathered because my parents were alive it changed after that...it became a tradition to be at others house So every Christmas ever since I've woken up to a empty house once or twice perhaps... I was lucky to share with others that came home for that one particular year
I remember when mum and dad was alive every year we would be preparing for Christmas day me and mum in the kitchen preparing food dad sharing his story's with his beers then by 12 mid day everyone would be home and the Christmas tree by then was full of presents
I was the hostess with the mostess....smiles everyone kept me busy....I thrived on the cheer seeing people smile with joy as they opened presents it brought tears to my parents eyes to see so much love what wonderful times....sigh
I still have half a day with my family but its no longer the same as I sit here alone on Christmas morn looking at the house that once use to be so alive
I then look at all my friends whom I share my Joys and woe's and I'm grateful to be able to share my heart my soul my world to all whom I respect, and love with all that I am
Merry Christmas one and all have a beautiful Christmas Day
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Yes, I am your "baby girl", but I will say these all to you: If you are old enough and there's nothing that you can do, Call yourself an "old man", that 's a big, big NO You are the one that I need, I am an old soul, too!
"Diamonds are forever"...they will stay like a love that's true A diamond can symbolize the faithful love that I have for you But never think that this heart I offer is something that is fake My love will see you through, and that's a promise I won't break.
Spirit walker what can you tell standing amidst us silent and still weaving our souls into a tapestry so rich each silken thread a story to tell you catch our tears in your soft white hands watching us weep in a fervent prayer so many voices inside your head screaming out from the bones of the dead take me with you oh spirit walker for I am prepared for the journey ahead