A Christmas Without Joyous Hugs

A Christmas, without joyous hugs,

Or hearing grandchildren's laughter,

Nor witnessing eyes full of glee,

Let this, not be the norm, forever after.

A Christmas, that is all too quiet,

No squeals of pure delight,

Wondering whether to trim a tree,

As nothing, this year, seems right!

A Christmas, being home alone,

Distancing and masks now rule,

We need Everyone to take heed,

So, children can go back to school.

A Christmas, spoiled now by Covid,

Ravishing so many lands,

Searching feverishly for vaccines,

The Virus sickens and expands.

We search within our hearts,

Turning now to prayer,

We need to love one another,

To ease the suffering and despair.

This Christmas, we must learn,

That all of us are brothers,

To give the Love and Kindness,

We should always share with one another.

A Christmas, without joyous hugs,

Or hearing grandchildren's laughter,

Nor witnessing their eyes of glee,

Please, let this not be our norm, forever after!

By Lynn Cavanaugh 2020