Silent Memories Poem by Patricia Gale
Silent Memories
Quiet as a mouse
Not a single sound in the house
My eyes did open to find
It was Christmas Morn
I laid their on my pillow
Thinking the children were not awake
Then I recalled….All grown and
Life’s of their own
How the memories flooded my soul
The voices that called
Mommy wake up its Christmas day!
How they would laugh and play
Christmas wrapping and pretty bows
All across the front room floor
Happy faces and glows all about
Now are silent memories I hold in my heart
Lovely and touching write Patricia! Thanks for sharing this poem! *10*! ! P.S. i wish for you and your family a wonderful New Year! ! Thad
Patrica, those memories sparked some off in me of Christmas mornings long ago when my children were young. Though we still have one son at home, still as messy, but not as early. (Thank goodness) Hope you had a lovely Christmas and may I take the time to wish you a Happy New Year 2008. Top marks my friend and thanks for sharing those lovely memories. David
Yes, the memories of christmas mornings are still fresh in my mind as well, of course I still have a 15yr old son at home. Thank you for sharing your thoughts with us, nicely done. May peace and joy fill your heart this holiday season. Scott
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4/26/2024 6:19:13 AM # 1.0.0.1119
yes, my Sister..those were the memories, silent memories of Christmas when we were still complete..my father, mother and sister..But life must go on, though i cried, i know there will be more Christmas coming to make me happy..After all it is Jesus whom we celebrate for. thanks for this wonderful sharing..i love you Sis.. Love, Meggie