Dear Santa

Dear Santa

It’s not yet been a year since we lost our dad
We miss very very much and often still feel sad
As Christmas approaches I know that we’ll miss him that bit more
I still expect to see him there, as I walk in through their door

I visit mum and walk right by his chair that’s in the bay
It doesn’t seem right to sit there when we visit for the day
He often didn’t say much but his presence was enough
I’d ask ‘how are are you feeling?’ and he would always bluff

‘Oh not too bad today love, I might not be here too long
I’m getting rather old now, and I don’t feel all that strong
I’ve had a really good life and out lived most my friends
And don’t forget my dear that all good things have to end!’

‘Don’t say that dad!’ I’d tell him, it was only him that laughed
He never show emotion, to cry he though was daft
He was brought up in much tougher times where his emotions he hid
And only now I know, how hard things were when he was just a kid

I look across and see my mum so lonely sitting there
It’s hard for her to sit most days and watch his empty chair
I know he didn’t say much, but he was company you see
And company for her now was short visits from the likes of me

It’s hard to get my mum to come and stay
I hope she’ll make an exception this Christmas Day
And join our family festivity if just for a short time
Then I’ll take her home again and I know that she’ll be fine

Cos she’s sort of happy there, sitting with the tele on
Across the room from dads chair although now he’s gone
I know she misses him, much more than she will say
‘I’m fine’ she smiles as I leave to go, ‘sure I’ll be ok’

So Santa I am writing, though I know it’s not to be
I just wish my dad was back at home in front of his TV
This is such a selfish thing I ask, so I could have my way
And wish my dad just one more time A Merry Christmas Day.

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Joan Fraser
11th Dec 2015
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My Dad was terminally ill and we were nursing him at home. My prayer on Christmas Eve was that he wouldn't die on Christmas Day as it would be so hard for Mum and all the Grandchildren as each year rolled round. As it was, he had all his children and Grandchildren around him, and coped despite the pain until Boxing Day and then slipped away on 27th. We had his cremation on Hogmanay, and just as is the 'tradition' here, many of his and our friends were there to say "For Auld Lang Syne" xx
OAP67
6th Dec 2015
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My father was only 48 years old when he died and my mother 46. My mother died aged 74 in 1999. My father was her world and I can only guess how much she missed him. That feeling never goes but year by year it fades a little and happy memories come to the fore. I made sure that she was never on her own at Christmas and my children became her world. She never spoke of her loneliness and always had a smile but I knew and did everything I could to alleviate that feeling. It took some years before she really began to function again but she did and we could laugh and talk about Dad and the happy times we had. Time is a great healer. The poem is lovely and I am sure her family will help her through the sad times.
CathyP
6th Dec 2015
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It is many years since I lost my Mum and Dad, but in September I lost my husband. He was 66 years old and died shortly after being diagnosed with Pancreatic Cancer. The lines in the poem about her Mum sitting looking at her husband's chair have brought me to tears as it depicts exactly how I feel. Unless you have lost a partner it is very difficult to describe how you feel. There is a deep chasm that I hope with time I will be able to cross.
The poem is beautiful and the sentiments lovely.
AnnHar1
6th Dec 2015
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It is many years now since my parents died both lived to a good age as did my inlaws, my fatherin law dying this year aged 96. My brother in law died on Christmas eve 11 years ago, long before his time, swiftly followed by my daughters father in law, again long before his time and then my lovely big sister. We are a family that "gathers" for Christmas, for birthdays and the usual hatchings and matchings!! at this time of the year and for our birthdays we hate that the table we need is smaller. Every little thing, every memory, moves me to tears but it is cathartic thank you for your lovely poem
Moleman
6th Dec 2015
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That was really nice and heartfelt. Being 59 now, as Im sure lots of folk my age have also,I've lost a few close relations and friends. Some, we never totally recover from who leave a permanent void in our hearts. Your poem reminded me of that. Keep writing!
wallers2
6th Dec 2015
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Having lost my brother this year I know how you feel. There are too many memories aren't there. Well done with your poem.
Irene Kerr
27th Nov 2015
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This poem is beautifully written. It captures so many emotions. Sadly it will be replicated in our own lives whichever spouse is left. Meanwhile let's be grateful for the now each and every day. Merry Christmas. Irene Kerr
Irene Kerr
24th Nov 2015
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Bitter sweet indeed. Sure how we'd all love to see the aul ones once again this Christmas Eve x Irene kerr

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