Merry Christmas

[Wolf]

Author's Note: I wrote this one for my brother Danny, who, along with myself, my sister, and my youngest brother went very hungry... very hungry and cold for three winters in a row. We were taken away from my parents in 1959; my sister and I went to one home; Danny and Lesley to another. For various reasons, we were not allowed to stay in contact.

On December 12th, 1968, my guardians told me that Danny had died of starvation.

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Merry Christmas

For Danny...

A warm golden glow spreads through a room

filled with feasting people, devoid of any gloom;

happy and carefree, headless of the night...

               But, somewhere, a child is crying



Joyous spirits follow brandy quickly

and merriment floods forth thickly

surrounding all in warm golden light...

               But, somewhere, a child is dying



The feast lasts through the icy night

and finally ends, the people feel light

and slowly depart on their ways...



               Somewhere -- a child is dead



                   © T. GhostWolf Davidson,  December 12, 1968

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Postscript: In 1986, I learned that my guardians had lied to me because they knew I was hunting for my baby brothers - and they didn't want me to get re-involved with them, because they had been given back to my parents. Danny had not died - but I didn't know that for 18 years.

[bloodredtears]

oh my gosh...this is heartwrenching...i can't imagine how painful that was for u...great job with this piece!

[SilverEyes]

Very touching piece and it makes me want to cry. I can't image that pain but I'm glad that you eventually found the truth.

[T.J. Barber]

I am saddened by your loss. However long ago this may have been time knows no boundaries. Your pain is still as sharp today as it was then I am sure. I hope that one day justice will find your life. Great write Ghost...

[serenepoetress]

Wolf,

This is utterly heartbreaking for you to have grieved for your brother once only to discover you had been deceived. I hope you have been able to find him since that revelation was forthcoming. I cannot begin to understand how this deception and hurt might have felt. I will say that you and Danny are both in my prayers...This touched me deeply~serenepoetress

[Wolf]

Thank you, all...

I learned that Danny had not died on christmas day, 1986... the day that I heard my genetic mother's voice for the first time in 35 years (long story, that; maybe later).

My mother and I were in voice and snail-mail contact for 9 years; she was in California, and I was in New Jersey.

In 1994, my (now ex) wife started divorce proceedings (another long story, also maybe for later); the end result is that I moved back to California.

In early 1995, I drove out to see my mother; she's a three-hour drive from where I live. Danny was still living with her then (and still lives with her now); my youngest brother had moved to Vermont - I've still not seen him.

I've writings about that on my website; however, one particular one I wrote in 1999 summarizes what I call "The Aftermath": www.nemasys.com/ghostwolf/Bio/aftermath-1999.shtml.

Wolf

[Celestial]

Aw, that's so horrible! The fact that you were told a lie about someone that special to you. I'm glad that they lied for the only reason of he was still alive. I'm glad he is because siblings are something precious we hold in our hearts. It's wonderful you found your birth mother and I hope that you and your other brother in Vermont some day meet again. Good luck and my best wishes for you. I enjoyed this poem very much.

[+Criminal Passion+]

Ohh... this is a very disturbing story and a very touching poem... It is amazing that you've found the truth at last.