Another Christmas Morning
By Marty Heiberg 
Another Christmas morning
and my family is still not complete.
Not enough stockings on the mantel,
not enough toys under the tree.

Too few little hands helping make cookies,
too few tiny ice skates and mittens,
too little noise and excitement,
too little confusion and commotion.

Why can’t I just be grateful
for the child I have,
at this sacred time of year?

Because it’s another Christmas morning,
without my baby
and I miss him.