Ah the empty house. I have to admit that we really did love the empty house after everyone finally left! You have had a busy season!
Bittersweet words that capture the whole of your day, Judy.
But so many nice memories!
Another touching poem. Luckily, phantom embraces turn into real ones again in time. And you've got wonderful memories of the holidays to hold onto until then.
What I especially love is your last line, Judy, where you substitute mourn for morn. What a nice surprise it is, as it communicates the emotion that goes with the event. Mourn, indeed; I totally get it.
Love does cut both ways - worth it htough.
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