The Unopened Present

Under a tree sits a Christmas present,

Wrapped with loving care and attention

With snowflake paper and shiny red ribbon--

Indicative of a festive affair.

A name tag hangs from the ruby-red bow.

The name on the tag simply reads "Honey."

Surrounding gifts are covered with Santas,

Elves and penguins--cute and funny.

The twinkling lights on the Christmas tree

Cast their colors, sparkling and resplendent,

On the tinsel, garland, and ornaments--

On every reflective yuletide pendant.

The initial excitement that filled the home

With hope and eager anticipation,

Has suddenly been brought to a halt:

A cloud has darkened the celebration.

On Christmas Eve when wrappings go flying,

One gift will stay under the tree:

The gift for "Honey" will remain unopened,

For "Honey" will be an absentee.

"Honey's" life abruptly ended

Three weeks before Christmas Eve

By terrorists' bullets. A time for cheer

Has turned into a time to grieve.

Times like this test our faith

In hope and humanity. The trick is to know

How to remain calm and rational

When the heart is aching so.

(12-5-15) By Bob B