A Covid Christmas
© by Bud Lemire on Dec 2, 2020
It was Christmas time, a festive holiday for all
One young girl would face her losses, and have to stand tall
You see, this year, her Mom had Covid, which made her die
“Her health wasn't good at all,” Paula started to cry
She knew that Christmas in her heart, wouldn't be the same this year
Life forever changed, without the Motherly guidance of one she held so dear
Her Dad left long ago, not sure where he went
Christmas with her Grandparents, is how it would be spent
It looks like her Grandparents, have a new Angel on the top of their tree
She was staring at it, wondering, “Is that Angel looking right at me?”
The Angel seemed to move, and suddenly appeared nearby
Glowing so brightly, looking so much like Mom, made her cry
“Hi Paula, it is me, Mom, I had to come and say”
“I'm doing so much better, since the virus took me away”
“I know you miss me, so it's why I came to you”
“I'll be your Angel, always watching all you do”
Paula felt a strong tingle, as the Angel touched her soul
The Angel returned to the tree top, after making Paula whole
She knew from that moment on, wherever she would go
Her Mom in spirit, would be watching over her soul
Paula spent each Christmas at her Grandparents house. To see
the Angel on the tree top. When her Grandparents passed, she
got to keep the Angel for herself and put it up on her own tree.
Paula knows it's not the same without her Mom. Yet she also
knows her Mom isn't far away.
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