Undiminished Poem by Patti Masterman

Who else is watching on Christmas night?
All the presents are scattered round;
Happy chaos left, and now what a sight
As the celebration's winding down.

Tired pets are passed out on the rug;
Little waifs too, lying right where they fell-
After the hours spent on presents and hugs,
There's not much more remaining to tell.

Having plenty, and plenty to share,
We don't delve too deeply to find a reason;
Life is always full of too many cares;
We're just grateful for the festive season.

Could it be, the ones who've gone on to forever,
Left too early and missed the year's finish-
Once in our circle; we'll see them here, never
Again- but their measure of love's undiminished.