With Love, Me.

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Dear Santa,

I’m writing you this Christmas letter
Because I thought you should know
That there’s something that means more to me
Than presents, trees and snow.

I am missing someone this Christmas
And I’d love to have them back,
But you don’t collect from heaven
Or carry angels in your sack.

I already have lots of memories
And photos and souvenirs,
That fill my heart with longing
And flood my eyes with tears.

So there’s nothing you can bring me
That might heal my grieving soul,
And nothing you can do to make
My broken spirit whole.

But if you could work a miracle
In people’s hearts and minds,
Could you make them think of others
And teach them to be kind?

Could you make them value family
And  enjoy them while they are here,
So Christmas might bring true happiness
To be remembered throughout the years.

And when the time comes to say goodbye
Although they too will grieve,
They’ll be thankful for those special gifts
That Santa cannot leave.

With love,
Me.

©2020 Joanne Van Leerdam

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  1. Reblogged this on WordyNerdBird and commented:

    I wrote this poem not just for myself, but also for my family and friends who are really feeling the absence of a loved one this Christmas.

    I don’t think it requires any explanation. I just wanted to share it with you here.

    As always, any feedback is greatly appreciated.

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