from her past
Christmas carols echo –
lonely widow
lights the second candle
waiting for her son’s call
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December 6, 2014
Björn Rudbergs writings
Poetry and fiction by a physicist from the dark side
from her past
Christmas carols echo –
lonely widow
lights the second candle
waiting for her son’s call
Linked to Carpe Diem
—
December 6, 2014
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So touching!
Beautiful! Warm and cold at the same time.
So sad.. My heart goes out to all of those that have lost loved ones this time of year.. I can’t help but to think of my own Mother.. Beautiful haiku here.. Sorrowful too..
so sad – your haiku hits a personal chord with me.
This is so sad, and unfortunately, there are those that feel this around the holidays.
A beautiful tanka Björn … reallly gorgeous and that sweet little pointing at 2nd advent sunday … thanks for sharing.
Very sad…
Often the case the mother will remember undoubtedly! Touching lines Bjorn!
Hank
That’s pretty lonely..
It’s hard for some who are alone on holidays. Well written. — Suzanne
Christmas can be a very sad time for many.
Familienlosigkeit. Poignant write. And to the point too these days.
That loneliness is part of Christmas too. When I worked with elderly, we tried to keep them going (and busy) so they wouldn’t think of about missing family.
Holiday rituals and music deeply accentuate (and perhaps even exaggerate) our very human relationships – warts and all.