Christmas is coming and I know I should be glad,
But to tell the real truth, I am really, really sad.
You see, I have lost something so precious to me,
And there is no way you could put it back under my tree.
I was given a job quite some time ago.
I thought I could do it, but it wasn't so.
I honestly did what I thought was the best,
But this mess, who wouldn't guessed?
I was given a family with daughters to raise.
Oh, how I wish I could relive those days.
I would do it differently, be a better mother.
Maybe then we wouldn't hate each other.
My house is no longer a happy one.
There is no more laughter, no more fun.
No one talks, no one seems to care.
We are all just roommates with a place to share.
I don't really know where things went all wrong.
I truly thought love would keep the family strong.
I realize now that it wasn't enough.
Neither was buying them all kinds of stuff.
Somewhere along the line I believe I've failed.
Instead of love and caring, it's hate that's prevailed.
They have all given up; they don't care anymore,
And it breaks my heart to its very core.
I am tired of crying and feeling so bad.
I want things to be happy and no longer be sad.
I want my family back; is that too much to ask?
I don't really think it's an impossible task.
Just talk to the girls and make them believe
That together there is nothing we can't achieve.
We can be a family again; I know and I pray.
They are just lost; please show them the way.
Dear Santa, I hope that you hear my plea
And bring my family back to me.
I would be ever so grateful and I promise I'd be
A better mother than I'd been previously.
Poem About Wanting Our House To Be Filled With Love
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My Christmas Wish
Published: November 2007