Saturday, December 24, 2011

advent journal: fifty-six christmases

fifty six  christmases

and it matters more than
ever that Christ is born again
in the carols round the tree
in the sharing of meals
in the gift-wrapped bits of love
in the quiet streets of the city
in the empty chair at the table
in the ache of growing
and knowing too much
in the memories that hang
on the tree and in my heart
more than ever this year
I need Jesus to be born


1 comment:

Mauritania said...

You hang in there. We all ache, and your sweet poetry makes it all safer, saner and less alone.