I went for a walk on this frosty Christmas Eve day It was cold but the sun was shining brightly, and I like it that way. My fingers grew numb from the chilling dew But little pools of sunshine warmed me as I passed through. Christmas festivities are in the air Excitement of children and parents everywhere. I share in their anticipation and I am happy for them it is there. No patter of little feet or a warm loving touch for me this year My children are grown and gone; my wife has left me too. Like travelers on a journey only the cooling memory of their brief presence remains to hold onto. But I don’t wallow in self pity What’s the point? I’ve had my joy and my sorrows, and there will be more of both in future tomorrows. No, I grieve for the world - someone must bear the burden and I accept it, certain That the meanness and suffering, the pain and deceit Are balanced by love, self-sacrifice and finally, peace Nature seems benign, but don’t let it lull you into carelessness It has a million ways it can kill you without even a thought. Add to that man’s creative “inventions” And you can see why I grieve the worlds intentions. Into this world came a beacon of light But the world seems intent on darkening it. As if hiding in the darkness makes it easy to ignore the ugly sores that cover us Can’t we still feel the oozing and itching? So I grieve for the world, but I praise the light. Grateful for what I learn and the joys I share During my brief time here, Before I pass into the night. KJ 12-24-2020 (1-20-2021)
