Sitting alone in the darkness,
wind and rain slapping at the window.
The smell of sugar cookies
filling the little room.
Twinkling lights from the Christmas tree,
adding a cheerful glow in the corner,
gaily wrapped gifts stacked around it.
Her grandbabies, she’d waited so long.
Her son promised this year they’d come.
She’d waited near the door,
with joyous expectation till after ten.
Now nearing midnight,
she realized they’d forgotten her again.
Tears falling down faded and withered cheeks,
so badly she had wanted to see the little ones
just once more.
So tired, so alone,
she passes gently out of this world.
The phone rings.
Her son calling,
the excuses ready on his tongue.
No answer, he wonders
where she could be?