Colin Ian Jeffery
Christmas Alone - Poem by Colin Ian Jeffery
When I was a child
Christmas was such a loving joy
Sweetly enhancing the soul
With memories of smiles and laughter
The wearing of paper hats, pulling crackers
Golden times with my parents and brother.
And late on a Christmas Eve
Close to the midnight hour
My father would creep silent as a mouse
Into the bedroom I shared with my brother
And fill our pillowcases with toys
While we pretended to sleep.
At noon, the family sat around a laden table
With turkey crisp and golden
The legs for my brother and me.
Sage and onion stuffing, roast potatoes, brussel sprouts,
Then the luscious Christmas pudding
With hidden three-penny pieces to bring us luck.
Now, alone and frail in my white-haired old age
With parents and brother long gone
I eat alone and watch the Queen on TV
Doze awhile dreaming of other Christmases
When I was a child sitting at a laden table
Hearing my family’s laughter and sharing in their joy.
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