Christmas Emotions

 

There is a whisper of sorrow
Nestled into my heart.
It’s always there, soft, but present,
When the holidays start.
 
My world is filled with joy and light,
And each year they both grow.
Yet, I know that, tucked in my heart,
Lingers that small sorrow.
 
It’s not a deep, unhealing scar,
More a sweet memory
Of those with whom I’ve shared these joys,
Who, now, aren’t here with me.
 
The whisper isn’t loud or strong,
They would not want it so.
It’s just enough to remind me
That such love won’t let go.  
 
The holidays are filled with joy,
As they are meant to be,
And I will hold my loved ones close,
In life or memory.
 
Psalm 34:18
The Lord is near to the brokenhearted and saves the crushed in spirit.