No windows adorned with twinkling lights
like a kaleidoscopic lighthouse
that once shined so bright
no mistletoe, bells or berried wreaths of holly
upon doors of homes that were once so jolly
no matter what faith belief nor creed
neighbours that cared for those in need
In both Church and Mosque
Good people gathered
Ensuring Godβs love
in the community scattered
now no angel or star on top of a tree
excited young children with expectant glee
souls that now sleep
to never awake,
unwrap their presents,
eat turkey and cake
no crackers pulled
or paper crowns worn
on the heads of proud parents
of those that just born
no away in a manger
a crib for a bed
souls which had life
now missing, presumed dead
the spirits of the loved
whom from this world have passed
not forgotten, remembered always
Forever deep in our hearts…
M.C. Bolton
