Christmas Moon

Phyllis Rogers, ,

You’re so far away
this Christmas.
There’s no angel
atop the tree.
For the only angel
I wish for is you
to come home to me.

There’s an empty chair
at the table.
To match the empty space
in my heart.
It just isn’t Christmas.
If we must spend
Christmas apart.

I don’t know the
rules in heaven.
Can you visit?
Is it too soon?
If you find it’s
an impossible task.
Let’s meet on the
Christmas moon.

You can look down
from heaven.
And I’ll look up
from here.
I’ll play our favorite
Christmas song.
And we’ll sing it
together there.

© Phyllis Weeks Rogers 12/15/2018

Header photo: flikr.com.

 

 

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Published by Phyllis Rogers

I'm a married retired nurse living on beautiful Lake Palestine in the East Texas piney woods. I seek to deepen my walk with the Lord. I have 5 dogs and two pair of Mandarin ducks, one male and two female Wood ducks. They are all a source of great pleasure. I love growing vegetables, fruits and florals. I spent the first 26 years of my life in the Houston area. The concrete and traffic took its toll and I moved to East Texas and have lived a rural existence since. I have always written as a means of expression throughout my life since I was in elementary school. It is something I've always had to do. My brain just works that way. It travels all the time, by land or sea or air it's always traveling.

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