Looking around the festive table
seeing all the smiles
that usually I only get to see through a phone
listening to the laughter
enjoying every single moment
cherishing every single memory that's just been made
knowing that in a few days
my heart and I
shall be flying back to my other life
Christmas has a funny way of disturbing my emotions
but I'm never sorry, even when I'm so deeply sad
spending the two hour flight
back, shedding tears is hard
because I always leave a little bit of my heart back in London
don't get me wrong
I'm always truly grateful to have had that
last hug, that kiss
and another brand new memory to cherish
because time has its own plan?
and we never know when it will be our last.
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Yes, my aunt just rang on Messenger. She went overseas for work in the early 70s and phoned in every Christmas. She has picked up the tradition again! Even a two-hour flight is quite a distance! Truly enjoyed this. 🙏🏻
Thank you dear arqios, no matter where we are, home is always home at Christmas, even a phone call can stir those emotions I promise you that. Time can be kind and it can be very unfair. Thank you so much 🌹
So true! Cheers 👍🏻
Yes, Teddy we never know when it may be our last chance. Make the best of each moment and live life to the fullest. A festive and beautiful poem.
Thank you so much dearest Sorrenbarret, you have your fair share of these emotions living in two places of the world. 🌹
You’ll never take London out of the heart of the girl. I can imagine how torn you can be sometimes Teddy. Many of your memories are in 🏴 and yet your new life is in Florence. Make the most of those wonderful visits. A beautiful festive write, very much enjoyed. 🎄🌹
I'm home in Florence this year, it's our friends who have to say goodbye to us and all their families this year, it's always sad either way never knowing when you'll next meet, I do love Christmas for the reunions. You also know what it's like, I cry my heart out when I leave London. The last time I came home with shingles too. Thank you for your compassion and empathy dearest Cassie, big hugs to you from across the miles. 🌹
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My dear A.P thank you 🌹
Christmas is a special time of year Teddy. Your poem hit home with me. 🎄🌹🎅
Catching up this morning and so many sad but good postings - nice one Teddy.
Awe bless you dearest Michael, actually I am reflecting for my friends this time, all leaving today and tomorrow back to Kenya, Canada and Denmark, but I empathise emmencly it's an emotional rollercoaster when we have to leave. 🌹 Thank you dear friend. 🌹
Beautiful words Teddy, those memories will never leave you.
Andy
At Christmas there's always special people missing but yes, my memories are in a safe in my mind. 🌹 Thank you dear friend. 🌹
Wow! Going to have to check that other poem out. Dearest Teddy, this is brilliantly beautiful. I am not sure your circumstances or what led you to live in Florence as opposed to London. Regardless, my dear friend, I very much relate. The USA is large enough for states to be countries away, and my parents live a good 10 hour drive (without stopping, depending on traffic) away. I am all the way up in the Poconos in PA and my mom, dad and sister live about 2 1/2 hours or so north of Atlanta. Their retirement and my job are what separated us and it is always so sad for me to be so far away and rarely able to visit. Though, I am planning a visit soon. Anyway, I totally relate to this and the mixed bag that visiting is. For me, though, I am leaving home to visit them (as they moved away). With that said, home is truly wherever you are surrounded by loved ones. 🥰 Anywho, thank you for writing and sharing this. It was healing for me to read, my dear friend! 🌹👏
My dear Tristan, I changed my life when I was 28 years old, my brother had died in a hotel in India in November 1998. In 2002 I came here to find serenity, lucky for me I've worked with children all my life and an agency in Kensington London found me a wonderful position with a flat a car and a gorgeous family, it all started there, now I have so much more, I decided not to live in the hustle and bustle that made my brother unhappy, he was 25, my mother died in 2012 a year after I got married, I always believe that she died of a broken heart, it was a traumatic time in those years, she was only
64 time heals that's for sure but in my work I have this deep deep regret and sadness sometimes especially at Christmas, if only we knew before when to say that last goodbye it would be less painful but that would make life far too easy. Anyway I've told this story to you in other works of mine especially the ones of my raven, so very humbled you are curious enough to ask about my work and I will always be happy to tell you, what doesn't kill us makes us stronger right, I've lived a life much like everyone, my first love was a terrible guy so you also read a bit about that without realising sometimes again more so at Christmas time as it was this time I was always more lonely, I left home when I was 18 and never moved back, I've lived in many places it's been very colourful and I wouldn't change it, except to have been able to say goodbye. ❤️
Ah, yes, dearest Teddy. Thank you for the further explanation. I knew about your brother dying all those years ago and about your mom, but had not pieced the move together in all of that. That makes sense. It's funny how life throws throws those curves in our roads, which we sometime manage better than others. Still, like you said, I wouldn't change any of the ones that have been thrown my way; however, if I could go back there would be those goodbyes I never got to say and some things (hopefully) done differently. But then again, I only say that now because I have learned. Sigh. Life. Indeed, thank you so much for taking the time to let me in a little deeper and I certainly hope I did not cause you pain, my dear friend. But I am blessed to get to know you and honored you chose to share. 🙏❤️
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enjoyed the poem, and hope you make more such trips that help you smile more often, and overcome any feeling of loneliness and longing
Thank you i did and i am, It took a great amount of courage and a leap of faith in myself and it worked I'm still here after 23 years and I'm certainly never lonely. Thank you so much. 🌹
that's so nice to hear
keep bonding, and inspiring us with your lovely poems
take care - have a great year ahead
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