Christmas Poem

I found a very special old Christmas card in a box of stuff while packing to move. I stopped in my tracks and sat on the floor surrounded by boxes and opened cupboards. The card was from my beautiful Mum. She'd passed away three short years before. I was struck by the sheer beauty of the words. The card written by her shaky hand. I've still got that card and will always treasure it.

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Excellent. I lost my father 4 years ago, and ever since, I have been saving Christmas Cards given to me by my mother. At age 85, there is no guarantee she will be here this or next Christmas....

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The Old Christmas Card

Raelene J. Elliss © more by Raelene J. Elliss

Published: December 3, 2020

I found a little Christmas card.
‘Twas in a box of stuff.
I opened it and read it.
Its verse was written thus.

"Season's greetings and salutations.
Best wishes and all the best.
Happy New Year and live long,
And may you be God blessed."

There was something written
Below this little verse.
It was written in your writing,
Just like we would converse.

I felt the love in those words
Written by your shaky hand.
Tears filled my eyes,
As you can understand.

I love that little Christmas card.
My heart strings are all a strum.
That little card means so much
Because it's signed, "Love, Mum."

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  • Mark Casey by Mark Casey
  • 4 months ago

Excellent. I lost my father 4 years ago, and ever since, I have been saving Christmas Cards given to me by my mother. At age 85, there is no guarantee she will be here this or next Christmas. I saved the cards because I will display them each Christmas after she is gone. Thank you.

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