Christmas Verse of Grief and Grace

In the hush of December’s night,  

I remember a chair left empty,  

a voice that once carried carols,  

now folded into silence.  

Grief lingers like winter’s shadow,  

yet even in sorrow’s chill,  

a star breaks through the dark—  

Bethlehem’s light, 

eternal and unyielding.  

For unto us a Child was born,  

not to erase our tears,  

but to cradle them in mercy,  

to lift the weight of sin,  

to promise life beyond the grave.  

So I hold both ache and alleluia,  

my father’s absence, 

my Savior’s presence—  

and in this holy paradox,  

Christmas becomes not loss,  

but love incarnate,  

a dawn that death cannot dim.  

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