Colin Ian Jeffery
Christmas Alone - Poem by Colin Ian Jeffery
When I was a child
Christmas was a loving joy
Sweetly enhancing the soul
With memories of smiles and laughter
Wearing paper hats, pulling crackers
Golden times with parents and brother.
Late on Christmas Eve
Close to the midnight hour
My father crept silent as a mouse
Into the bedroom I shared with my brother
Filling our pillowcases with toys
While we pretended to sleep.
At noon, we sat around a laden table
With turkey crisp and golden
Ready to be carved; legs for my brother and me.
Sage stuffing, roast potatoes, brussel sprouts,
Luscious flaming Christmas pudding
With hidden three-penny pieces to bring us luck.
Now, alone and frail in white-haired old age
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 sharing in their joy.
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