GIVE ME A SPECIAL GIFT THIS YEAR
          by Fay Harden

The mother of a dead child
    will always weep
    at Christmas time.
On that you can depend.

No matter how many people
    or how many presents
the pulsating void that seems too large
       for her heart to hold,
keeps on drawing her attention
back to the child who's missing.

As others laugh and play
her thoughts fly away
to Christmases past
or a lonely cemetery,

To a face her heart aches to be kissing.
The face of the child who's missing.

Reprinted with permission from *THANATOS*
    Winter 1990
for permission to reprit contact Thanatos, PO Box 6009, Tallahassee, FL, 32314, USA
904 / 224-1969

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