Sunday, December 22, 2013

Your Last Christmas


For Matthew

I remember
That Christmas
Your last

I don’t remember
What we ate
Or what we drank

I remember you
That Christmas
Your last

I remember
Sitting next to you
Your lean and wiry frame

I remember your eyes
So brown, that Christmas
Your last

I remember your hand
My son’s hand
Bigger than mine

I remember I wondered
At years fast gone
When new born
I held you hand

I remember your laughter
So deep, that Christmas
Your last

Christmas,
New Year
Then you were gone

Now Christmas comes again
And I remember
Remember



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