Wrapping Up At Christmas Time

Wrapping Up At Christmas Time

A Poem by Marie Harrison
"

A Christmas Poem

"

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Wrapping Up At Christmas Time

 

Cold dampness from my pillow

Wakes me as I wipe a few stray

Tears from my eyelashes

 

Christmas memories of my last

Christmas with you filled my

Head as I slept last night

 

I smelled that fresh pine smell

From our Douglas fir tree standing in

Front of our picture window for

The world to admire

 

The crackle and pop

I could also hear coming

From the warm fire

Burning in our fireplace,

As you held me in your arms,

Snuggling on the

Plush leather couch

In our living room

 

As the last few Christmas songs

Played on the radio after our

House full of guests had left

To finally go home

We made time to share a few spare

Christmas moments together

 

Just the two of us while

Our two little dogs were

Fast asleep snoring

By the fire

 

We cozily lay on the couch

Watching the lights on our

Tree twinkle with the

Music, as your deep

Voice tenderly sang

Christmas carols

In my ear

 

I remembered closing my

Eyes and sighing as you sang

The last song

Elvis Presley’s song

"I'll Have A Blue

Christmas Without You"

 

Even then I seemed to be

holding onto every detail

Of admiring our tree and our

Empty home together on

The couch

 

Those moments

Alone were always

Special to me

 

I can still hear you

Singing to me now

When I get very still

And close my eyes

 

Little did I know that

Would be the very last

Time you would sing a

Christmas carol in my

Ear again

 

Without any defining

Moment be known to us,

Our long standing holiday

Tradition had finally come

To an end

 

I wish it wasn't true

I wish I wasn't having

Such a blue Christmas

Without you every year since

 

I'd give anything to have

You sing Christmas

Carols in my ear again

 

I'd even cook your

Dreaded Christmas

Goose again to relive

Those moments together

On the couch

Feeling loved while

Cradled in your arms

 

When will my streak of

Blue Christmas years

Finally come to an end?

 

I'm tired of being blue

Without you to spend

Christmas with

 

 

 

© 2010 Marie Harrison


Author's Note

Marie Harrison
I wrote this last year. It comes from the heart. This year's much different, I'm happy to say that my Blue Christmases are over. I'm having a Merry Christmas this year. I've been very jovial and happy. It's a miracle how far I've come in just a year's time. But this was a special poem to me last year when I wrote it.

My Review

Would you like to review this Poem?
Login | Register




Reviews

Very sad and touching reading about these memories, I'm sure glad they're in the past now.

Posted 13 Years Ago


This was an excellent write, I felt your sadness! So glad your happier!!

Posted 13 Years Ago


This was beautiful work, Sweet Marie!
I thought I'd drown in your emotions.

Posted 13 Years Ago


Things change, sometimes slow, sometimes fast...be happy to move on, yet you can also recall and remember

Posted 13 Years Ago


Good job. I really like it. MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!

Posted 13 Years Ago


Good to know things are better for you this year ....hang in there

Posted 13 Years Ago


wow this was great work. how painful it is to celebrate such a joyous occasion without our loved ones! glad it's all over for you as well. brilliant work

Posted 13 Years Ago


Wow..!!!!

Posted 13 Years Ago


very good write i loved it :)

Posted 13 Years Ago


So sad, when someone we love leaves, memories of those special times together never leave us entirely do they? A sad and melancholy poem, could make a grown man cry, Happy It's over for you

Posted 13 Years Ago



Share This
Email
Facebook
Twitter
Request Read Request
Add to Library My Library
Subscribe Subscribe


Stats

742 Views
26 Reviews
Rating
Shelved in 1 Library
Added on December 19, 2010
Last Updated on December 19, 2010

Author

Marie Harrison
Marie Harrison

Atlanta, GA



About
Momma told me to get out and enjoy life, so now I'm going to dance. more..

Writing

Related Writing

People who liked this story also liked..


Her Her

A Poem by OT