A Tale of Two Christmases

 

A CHRISTMAS GIFT.

As the sun sinks on another festive day

A family silently watches tree lights twinkle and stars sparkle

Ears straining for a magical sound

No matter how faint or distant, it is a melody of hope.

    On the other side of a city another family sits

    Full of festive cheer, waiting for the final place setting to be filled

    Presents stacked beneath the tree

    Eager young hands itching to poke and prod.

Bells do not jingle but a festive tune plays nonetheless

Heard often before although different this time

Hands reach out and clasp, clutching for hope

Heads bow in silent prayer.

    Waiting turns to frustration

    A feast to be kept warm well past its time of serving

    Annoyance soon becomes concern

    A shadow cast upon an empty seat.

A silent night is shattered by a loud ringing

Tentative hands reach for the receiver

A quivering voice answers the call

All uncertainty is swept aside, a flurry of activity ensues.

    A lonely, plaintive knock echoes

    Nervous footsteps approach and there, strangers stand

    Unexpected and unwelcome guests

    Disbelief forcers time to freeze.

Hugs, kisses and tears of joy

Whispered well wishes and heartfelt see you soons

Doors swing close at the end of a long, deserted corridor

Swelling hearts, a lifetime of thanks.

    Hugs, kisses and tears of sorrow

    Grief wracked, sobbing goodbyes

    Doors slam shut at the end of a long, deserted corridor

    Broken hearts, a lifetime of mourning.

In memory of a remarkable young woman and tribute to the families on both sides of organ donation.