Tears at Christmas

     My writing usually improves if I don't publish it until the next day when I have had time to give it more thought and better wording, but this poem is time sensitive, and I want it to help those already experiencing the bittersweet blessing of Christmas, so I will post this one today. 

 

Tears at Christmas 

 

There were tears at Christmas from the first,

the pain and joy of Jesus' birth,

sorrow for the price he'd pay

for God to take our sins away.

There were tears at Christmas.

 

There are tears at Christmas, for many 

seek the joy we're taught there ought to be.

Sorrow instead, is better known  

in war torn lands and broken homes.

There are tears at Christmas. 

 

There are tears at Christmas, for those who mourn 

 remember joy with their loved one,

sorrow that those days are gone

though they live on, in heaven.

There are tears at Christmas.

 

There are tears at Christmas, and God feels

our pain, yet that is how He heals.

Sorrow on earth must come before 

the joy that heaven will restore,

and no more tears at Christmas.   

 

12/23/25