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MensjeDeZeemeermin [2018-12-26 22:28:23 +0000 UTC]

The same to you--and my own 'Christmas Card:'

Christmas GhostsAt table, where I sit alone,
The empty chairs hold friends I’ve known,
For many a long, lonely year.
I toast them now, though they’re not here.
They’re welcome on this Christmastide.
Of course, they’re ghosts, they all have died.
The passing years are now vast rifts,
And yet these kind dead bring me gifts.
The first is Grant, whose life was pain.
His gifts of music still remain.
The melodies he found and shared,
His loss, an ache still unrepaired.
Darrin, dragon, soul and mind,
Silver gleaming, twice refined,
Left me here to soar above.
I still mourn, and I still love.
Caden, delphine, gleaming, sleek…
Laughter curved that smiling beak.
Laughter faded to distress
At your sudden exodus.
Carrie, whom I dared to cherish,
Not unspared, left lorn to perish.
Longed for in my every breath,
Our love swift as your swift death.
Family ghosts lurk near the scene.
Grandparents  still evergreen,
Join my father’s oversight.
How I try to do them right!
The mem

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