“On a Christmas Eve Morn”
(A True Happening For Me in 2007)

The early morning chiming of the doorbell
awakens me from a slumber deep.
The front door opens and on this cloudy day
your arrival brings sunshine into the room.

I look into your eyes of blue and see stars
within the overcast morning light.
Your arduous journey has stubbled your face
and you tremble with emotion and fatigue.

Then your voice dispels the silence
and all I hear is the music of your words.
I look at all six-feet-two of you
and memories crowd for places in my heart.

Your arms wrap around me
and loneliness belongs to before today
as your love-filled voice utters,
“I love you Mom. Merry Christmas.”
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NOTE: My son lives in Costa Rica

© Marcia Miller-Twiford