Awakening Hope Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Memories of Christmas gifts after Mom died, no happiness or smiles hiding inside.
Tinsel flowing down the tree like tears down my face.
Shutting my heart and closing it's doors forevermore, or so I thought.
Son's joy and laughter on Christmas morn reminded me that I was still alive although it never felt like it again.
A woman came barging into my life much later in life, insisting on being my friend and not taking no for an answer.
Challenging my heart to keep her out, continually harassing me gently, without giving up or in.
At last taking my hand and causing me to trust her, love her unconditionally as a sister.
Awakening the heart that I thought was forever lost in sorrow.
Pulling me out of myself and giving me hope in life once more.