One Less Stocking

One Less Stocking

There’s one less stocking tacked up,
where the Christmas stockings hang.
One less voice is singing,
the Christmas carols we all sang.
A dinner plate is missing,
next to our Christmas feast.
One less grab than past years,
one more empty seat.

All families have their heartaches,
from wounds of pride and pain,
but we owe ourselves forgiveness,
to make our family whole again.
Pride and hurt stands in the way,
of some things that should be said.
Don’t think of things we haven’t gained,
look at what we’ve lost instead.

Because next year may find less stockings,
less Christmas dinner plates.
Less grabs than we have this year,
it’s not easy, but it’s not too late.
Don’t let the time run out before,
we forever lose this chance.
Make Christmas what it used to be,
for parents, kids and aunts.

Because there’s one less stocking tacked up,
where the Christmas stockings hang.
One less voice is singing,
the Christmas carols we all sang.
Don’t let hurt and pride stand in the way,
of things that should be said.
Don’t look at things we haven’t gained,
but what we stand to lose instead.