Sunday, 24 November 2013


Before all awake
On Christmas morn,
Mother's company 
In my kitchen.
Red and green lights
The darkness dispel.
Humming carols,
Laughter and talk,
Coffee enjoyed.
Stuffing we made,
Turkey was dressed,
Table to set.
Those are cherished
Those moments gone.
Her spirit remains
My Christmas gift
Before all awake
On Christmas morn.

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