With Christmas

With Christmas

A Poem by Cassie Meno

With Christmas comes the snow, and I imagine it may seem

That everywhere you look are families banded tight as teams.

And you must be feeling rather low in this crowded world you walk

Feeling so far from those you wish most to hear talk.

But if you look a little higher, than the tallest trees outside

You can see and hear the One who always looks at you with pride.

God knows nothing of distance, be it city, county or state

It’s all the same in his eyes regardless of the date.

Taking lessons from the best is hard, yes, I know,

But if you watch and listen with your heart, this, to you, He’ll show.


I miss you more than anything, and the distance makes it hard.

700 miles, and I have to send this worthless card.

But I know you see and read it as more than simple words

In reality, they’re as natural and true as flying birds.

So, tell me, what’s the difference from a simple change in turf,

Compared to the distance spread between Heaven and Earth?

Those who have departed us, to explore their brand new life

Can feel and be felt just as strongly as a sharply pointed knife.

Please keep this fresh in mind each and every day

And I hope to God it will help keep you on your way.

Being alone on Christmas would be a truly sad ordeal

So, it’s a good thing, regardless of distance, that all family is still real.

© 2011 Cassie Meno

Author's Note

Cassie Meno
A poem written for my mom, who lives out of state, this last Christmas

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Added on January 10, 2011
Last Updated on January 11, 2011
Tags: Christmas, family, religion, death


Cassie Meno
Cassie Meno


Hey, everyone, my name is Cassie Meno. I'm eighteen and I've been writing pretty much since before I could spell. I prefer longer pieces--novels and novellas mainly. I have a hard time getting a poin.. more..