The Empty Spot Beneath the Christmas Tree
The Holidays Without You
There will be an empty spot
Beneath the Christmas tree
Where your stocking usually sits
Where your new calendar proudly stands
Where your presents are set with care
* * *
There will be an empty spot
On the couch
Where you normally rest
As you watch us open our gifts
That you selected with such attention
And talent for giving
* * *
There will be an empty spot
In your bed
Where you normally sleep
As we all anxiously await the big day
To see what you have done
To make it special this year
* * *
But there is still a spot in our hearts
That is filled just by you
That will never be empty so long as we
Hold our memories of you
About the Creator
Stephanie Hoogstad
With a BA in English and MSc in Creative Writing, writing is my life. I have edited and ghost written for years with some published stories and poems of my own.
Learn more about me: thewritersscrapbin.com
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