Christmas time is.... different.
Maybe, probably, it's the way we all saw a change at Christmas when we were kids. People behaved different, usually. On TV, movie after movie tells us about how its the time to be open, and sharing. To care more for others and be.... nice.
On the other hand.... Christmas can be a time for other feelings too. As much as some folks feel the positive, others feel the reverse. People think about what they've lost, about who they've lost. They think about who's not there, and who they can't give a gift to.
To those folks... It can be a dark time of year. When all around them people seem lost in a happy daze, while they are more often lost in thought, and sometimes in loneliness.
I lift my glass to all those who need a special toast of their own about now. Speaking from the fold:
"Here's to those who have passed on..... Here's to those who have moved on....
and last, here's to the loved ones we can't be with, except in our dreams".
Mit Liebe
Sie sind nicht allein
1 comment:
For those that feel alone. . .
Nähe des Geliebten
Ich sehe dich,
wenn auf dem fernen Wege
Der Staub sich hebt,
In tiefer Nacht,
wenn auf dem schmalen Stege
Der Wandrer bebt
Ich höre dich,
wenn dort mit dumpfem Rauschen
Die Welle steigt.
Im stillen Haine geh' ich oft zu lauschen,
Wenn alles schweigt.
Ich bin bei dir,
du seist auch noch so ferne,
Du bist mir nah!
Die Sonne sinkt,
bald leuchten mir die Sterne.
O wärst du da!
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