Technical Writing and Publishing
She opens up the fridge on a cold Christmas Eve
Stands on tippy toes but no carrots can be seen
Opens up the milk that smells green and strange
No milk for Santa on tomorrows Christmas Day
No decorations, the walls look bare and grey
She tries to open the jar of cookies, that have been locked away
Its so hard to sleep she prays and prays,
Praying for presents on Santa’s sleigh
No presents from Santa in her stocking makes it harder to believe,
No presents for her under the imaginary tree
A different knock to the door,
words are not needed no more.
Send the kids out to play,
for they will not return children today.
No need for pen nor paper to write the date,
take away the empty plate.
Hear a silence not heard before,
as you close the microwave door.
Thoughts that never leave your head,
say goodnight to the empty bed.
Tomorrow will echo the same refrain—
the start of the quiet, endless pain.
I lost you once before but now I will never leave your side
Now I’m there for every birthday and every time you have cried
I waved you away on your first day at school
I told you that boy was a fool
I was there when you thought I wasn’t
and with you when you thought I was
Together we chose the bouquet
I walked with you down the aisle on your wedding day
I sit with you and watch the grandchildren play
Now it is your time
Your spirit leaves you as you climb
You smile and pass me as you shine
As you disappear, I will have no fear
Because a smile from you is all I need
To last me till eternity
by Jake Jones