The Day Christmas Was Stolen

Classmates taken

Their teachers lost

Friends they’ll never hug again

Only broken hearts remain.

The spirit of Christmas lost

Buried in hurt,

Numbed by shocked

Wash away by tears.

A town mourns it lost

Their sons

Their daughters

Sisters and brothers.

The Christmas Spirit lost

In thoughts

Unable to make sense

of what eyes see.

Sadness falls

Tears are shed

Hearts are broken

Lives are shattered,

As the Spirit of Christmas fads

No Christmas presents needed

Others will never be unwrapped

Flowers now mark there place.

Shock turns to disbelief

Disbelief turns to anger

Anger to a cry for justice

A cry for justice goes lost.

Taking with it the Spirit of Christmas

Crippled by hate

Stripped by grief

Taken away by our thoughts.

In memory of the 28 lives lost 12/14/12

Debbie Chilton (c) Copyright 2012