Gifts of Christmas

Gifts of Christmas

A Poem by Christopher Ross Livingstone

Gifts of Christmas 
By Christopher Ross Livingstone 
Here we are 
It's hard not to notice 
Callenders echoes Christmans Bells
Feeling and senses taking in the festive
Walking through these streets 
Stress upon the footfall
Shops swarming with pursuits  
Purchacing perfect gits
To gift dearest ones 
In Gifts of Christmas 
This time, last year
Raw motion in emotions
Protected in shock 
I was in a land of limbo
Lost in the land of grief 
I walked the streets without
Like waiting to be found once more
Because I lost my mother dearest 
So Christmas of 21 felt adrift 
Reflections over this period 
On these festive pages 
Calenders mark the time to end this year 
And I know this Winter Soltice and Yule is healing my heart
But my heart and lived experience cries onto these pages
Remincing the moments of childhood
Memories of Mum fill my heart
As I write with my heart
I take note on the meaning of Christmas
What is Gift of Christmas?
Christmas calenders of 2022 feels different 
No card can fill a space missing at the table 
Although senses are capturing the feeling of some colour and swing 
But my heart is conflicted as it echoes the Christmas of the past
It craves another moment in time with her 
My Mum's love sits in the missing space
Christmas is conflicted at heart 
Because the Gift of Christmas 
Would be to have another day with her!

© 2022 Christopher Ross Livingstone


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Added on December 22, 2022
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