Beyond the Christmas trees, the angels, and the stars and beloved carols.....
Beyond the presents, the shopping, the baking and cooking.....
Beyond all these sights and sounds of Christmas.
Beyond all of these....there is hope.
Hope,
For the bereaved parent,
even at Christmas,
one of the most,
if not THE most painful times of the year,
there is an essence of hope.
Hope.....
It is the hope that someday the pain
of the death of our children will be eased.
The hope is that once again we will
laugh and live and cry completely without fear and hollowness.
It is the hope that someday
we can remember our children
with a tenderness tinged with sorrow
and not be overwhelmed with it.
So it is that for each of you I would hope....
peace, compassion, love, understanding, sympathy, sharing and listening.
In the sharing of our grief with one another,
and in the emotional support we give to one another,
we receive and understand all these gifts.
thank-you for this poem it is so great to have one that relates to all our hurt and relates to this time of year. I have just bought a christmas decoration for us to hang each christmas in memory of jack so this poem will now go inot my scrapbook with a picture of that keepsake. xx
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A Christmas Poem for the bereaved parent
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