Another Christmas without you here

Memories of all of those we shared

From the first to the last

They have become Christmas’s past

The very first one we didn’t have a dime

But I was yours and you were mine

We shared a buffet of hot dogs, chips and wine

A little relish and dip we knew we were fine

We snuck into a church celebrating midnight mass

The singing and organ playing hymns of Christmas

With our hands clasped tightly and packed into a pew

We looked around and saw there was barely room for us two,

A few years later we had our first Christmas with three

I remember me, you with our son John by the tree

A few simple toys brought him much joy

A treasure of love we shared with our boy

The years sped by with much joy and pain

Love grows stronger when there is rain

The seeds of Christmas become alive

Making memories with loved ones helps us to thrive

Our last Christmas that you were here

Was one I knew the end was drawing near

Thankful for all the Christmases we had

Memories of them are both happy and sad

Merry Christmas Sweetheart

As you spend it with the Kings of Kings

Our Hope of Glory Risen to Save

Lifting Christmas from the grave.

Love always,

Your sunshine

December 2022

KJV Hebrews 13: 5-6 Let your conversation be without covetousness; and be content with such things as ye have: for he hath said, I will never leave thee, nor forsake thee. So that we may boldly say, The Lord is my helper, and I will not fear what man shall do unto me.

You, Lord are with me

As I sit here quietly in my home

Yes, You are with me

I am not alone

As memories flood my soul

Thoughts of Heaven enter in

Where I will be made whole

Yes, You are with me

I am not alone

Some days are hard and weary

Yet, You comfort me in the shadows

Giving me Hope in days that are dreary

You lift me up when I am low

Much Love,

Me

Psalm 30:11 Thou hast turned for me my mourning into dancing;

thou hast put off my sackcloth, and girded me with gladness.

The Widow's heart always misses

Holding hands

Tender kisses

Days pass by

One by one

Some with storm clouds

Some with sun

Nights are lonely

Sad and blue

Filled with memories

And missing you

Your passing revealed

A heart broken in two

From the oneness

Of me and you

From the time

We came together

You gave me hope

Through stormy weather

You stayed by my side

Through all the years

So many challenges

So many fears

And yet our love

Proved tried and true

The changes God made

In me and you

Richer and fuller

Our love became

No more laying

On each other the blame

Our hands held tighter

Our hearts did too

Oneness in God

Forever True

And such are the words from the widow's heart

Always missing the love of her heart.

Love,

Your Sunshine

The Second Fiddle plays a supporting role, and thinks that no one hears. Yet the strength of her sound enriches the whole, reaching those far and near. No one knows her nor who she really is, not even her name. She is not favored by those she supports, yet keeps on playing her fiddle just the same. The second fiddle will never be first, nor should she really care. Thoughts are deafening as she continues to play with strings that are broken, her heart she continues to share.