I WISH THERE WAS NO CHRISTMAS
I wish there was no Christmas, said Betty with a sigh,
For every year I feel deep pain and just want to die,
The whole family killed in a car on Christmas day,
Oh, how can I make that special day just go away.
No cards on the mantle just read and hidden deep,
No decorations seen, no Christmas lights peep
Through the curtains, never an extra special treat,
Just a day full of sorrow she always seemed to greet.
Christmas carols were like pains piercing her tender heart,
Shopping in the stores was always a cruel but needed part,
Until one day a lost child held her by the hand and said
If I don’t find may daddy, Santa will not find my little bed.
They looked around and a man she saw worried as can be,
He saw the child and even his sad face let up with glee,
Thanking her he told how last Christmas His wife passed away
And how he wanted his child to try and be happy that day.
A special dress and toys that he thought his wife would buy,
This was he hoped the great loss for both far away would fly,
She wished them a happy Christmas a thing she never did,
And she felt the sorrow lessen, her warmth no longer hid.
Out came the old decorations and a Christmas tree as well,
Played her favourite Christmas tunes and her heart did swell,
She read the Christmas story and remember days of old,
She felt the love of her lost ones who’d been out in the cold.
(Millicent)Ann Margetson 15 January 2006