“I stop counting Chistmases while I keep hoping and praying that my December wish be granted.”
The short prayer tells the reader how the speaker loses a great love one December 17. In the end, it tells the reader the decision of the speaker to start praying of a new love to come along.
Several Christmases taught the speaker the value of patience… the patience in waiting. Only this time she knows that it is actually Jesus Christ who deserves such an honor and devotion and every December from this year, she knows the waiting for that real love is revealed and need not worry her.
One cold DECEMBER,
he broke my heart
Two cold DECEMBERS
I mourned the loss
One cold DECEMBER,
I realized why
Two cold DECEMBERS
I prayed tor them
This cold DECEMBER
I pray for mine.