![]() I think I will call it Celebration?A Poem by Robert Trakofler![]() This is my Merry Christmas to everyone here in writers Café! So many wonderful hearts have touched me in this place:)![]() This empty dining room Breathes a tender
recollection Of many afternoons And affairs, of fond
reflection
In the silent commune Of sequesters
isolation An ache in my heart
croons For embrace of
consolation
My concern in this
year Could cherish no celebrations These hollow tables
cleared Stand and wait in
reservation
An unexpected tear Falls in silent
resignation This holiday I fear Too, shall be an
aberration
As the evening draws
near I hear the ghosts of
ardor Echoes of those held
dear In past seasons joyful
regards
The memories appear To wrap warm this
secluded soul I bask in erstwhile’s
cheer To toast my dining
room so cold
Then I heard of the tears Of a granddaughter
five years old A Christmas tree this year They could not afford she
was told
My course had become
clear For as every
grandparent knows There is nothing more
dear Then to see a little
heart glow
Well it remains unclear If this old store will
have to close But treasure most sincere
Comes from the touch of loving souls
© 2020 Robert TrakoflerAuthor's Note
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22 Reviews Added on December 16, 2020 Last Updated on December 26, 2020 Tags: Robert Trakofler, Poetry, Christmas Author![]() Robert Trakoflerpittsburgh, PAAboutI am the Bunny but the bunny isn't me long live the bunny Hello I’m Robert I own an art gallery and performance space in Pittsburgh called The Zenith It is also an antique store and a veget.. more..Writing
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