By Patrick W. Kavanagh
Word count: 192
Summary: The poet gives thanks for the many people in his life.
At Christmas time
it’s sad to be away
from so many of the people that I love.
No matter where I am,
I will be far from those
whom I hold closely in my heart,
And yet behind the wishful, wistful, thoughts
I know that I am happy,
for I am very lucky to have found
love in my life so many times.
I’ve always been a dreamer
and a wanderer,
lost inside the spinning wheels
of my own mind.
And often fate has touched my life,
unwanted and unbidden,
and my heart was broken
by the love I left behind.
But love is never truly lost,
for it is a greater force than space or time;
I never once forgot
the gift of family and friends
and those who joined their hearts to mine.
Thank you, everyone who shared
their precious time with me;
words cannot express the gift you gave
and how much your presence in my life
has meant to me.
I wish that I could be with all of you
this Christmas time,
but knowing I am loved is gift enough;
I need no presents underneath the tree.