Although this year is a little more merrier,
my heart quickens a little with excitement,
feels a little fuller,
there is still a beautiful girl missing.
Her ornaments hang on the tree,
one with her footprint to remind us she WAS,
while her mama daydreams
about a little blond girl with pigtails,
3 years old,
dressing up in her Christmas dress to see the nutcracker
opening presents with her brothers on Christmas morn.
My heart which has grown at least two sizes this year
still aches, still breaks a little.
I shed a Christmas tear for my joy
I shed a Christmas tear for my sorrow
A season of dichotomy
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4 comments:
Lovely to see a post from you again.
Thinking of you this Christmas.
xo
Hey, glad to see you again. This is beautiful, you've nailed it.
Hope you are all well, thinking of you and *all* of the babies.
This is a mixed season for me too.
Nice to see something here from you again.
So true. Thinking of you this season.
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