• People may be looking for a joyfull Christmas poem, but I have none to give.
    Loss of life and illness is all I Have to give. Death what a natural thing. Though I say it doesnt give much glee to this beautiful time of year. Illness in the form of death. Attacks the soul not only the body. The one christmas gift we could recieve wish it were merry and glee only we were given a horrible disease. Cancer.. no not a reindeer but a horrible disease. Christmas does not sound so dear to me.