U.: 'a Christmas Eve' Poem by Fabrizio Frosini
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U.: 'a Christmas Eve'
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In a couple of hours it would be Christmas
Yet, the old man was dying.. Why..
How could that be?
I was five and in a pensive mood, on that Christmas Eve.
A believer, till then, since I had believed with all my might
That no one could be dying at Christmas.
At the stroke of midnight I told myself that
Anybody should be forbidden to die on
Christmas Day
I kept repeating the same few words like a mantra
Until I fell asleep.
But the old man couldn't listen to me. He was dead.
When I got the news, I told myself that
Anybody should be forbidden to trust in God..
Of course, it was not God who had to be in the picture so
Badly drawn by the naïve mind of a child.
Nevertheless, on that Christmas my inner world of
Hope died with the old man..
Fabrizio, as best I can remember, this is my first time reading this. What comes immediately to mind is Christmas eve late morning two days ago. A bunch of us made the drive to a friend’s house at the foothills of town to sing hymns to him and his wife. After a long struggle with cancer, he’s in hospice care now, his body shedding weight in a kind of preview to him leaving it. It was his choice to stop fighting, to let go. -Glen
indeed, in some (many?) circumstances, life can be a heavy burden... Thank you, Glen
an unusual poem about Christmas but a deep and beautiful poem. and the meanings go well beyond the story revealed
Thank you. And you're right, it is an unusual Christmas poem, but the fact it describes is real.
When my mother died at a young age, I tried to tell myself that I didn't believe in God anymore, but so many things have happened since then that I now know that He really does exist. Peace be unto you, my friend.
Hi Kim, thanks for commenting on my poem.. your words speak of a painful memory but also of an inner peace Blessings
It's really a nice poem depicting the image of God in a naive mind. We may meet the similar occasions in life when we begin to doubt about the plan God made for us. The only way that we can possibly adopt is to minimize the pain and live with it by the instinct of enjoyment. Thanks for sharing, dear friend
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4/18/2024 6:04:43 PM # 1.0.0.1119
the description of a shock for a small child. Psychology and Christmas))
we can say so, yes :)