Christmas Without You

The nights are long and cold, the sun is hardly around,
Christmas time as approached, with no snow on the ground,
Trees and lights are twinkling, stocking are hung.
The Christmas spirit is all around, as Christmas songs are being sung.
This year Christmas is not the same, just a yearly memory,
The house is not a home anymore, you are not here with me.
There will be sadness; there will be tears, when we wake Christmas Day.
As we sit around the Christmas tree, emotions will get sad,
Gifts for them, gifts for me, but none of them will say DAD.
All I want for Christmas is to see your smiling face,
I know it can’t happen because your in a better place.
Please….DAD ring the bell for me Christmas Day,
So I will know you got your wings and that your ok.
I don’t look forward to Christmas, but I know i have something to live for.
I hope there is a Christmas in heaven, because it not the same here without you sat in your chair smiling.

Where Daydream Dances

You fill the room with a sweet sensation
Your laughter
Take me to constellation
Distracts my mind from information
I pluck down
Distorted with sights and sounds and smells
Touched with a warm smile
A warm furnace
Softly explode in the morning
Pushing me beyond measure
A river flows with sunlight
Eden meets eyes of pleasure.

Me

Can’t they see
The pain in my eyes?
No, but this is me
And my life.
I just want holding tight
Close to the heart
Letting the tears cry most
Stopping me falling apart.
It’s hard to wake
Getting up to fight
Seeing others take.
Maybe one day they will see.
This is how i am,
And this is me.

Softer Than Daylight

The light which leads
The morning in.
Is not so bright anymore
As one that loved me,
Her kisses she baptised me with.
They woke me less
Than the electric touch of fingers,
Playing me
Like wind in the trees,
Waves breaking
Then there was her voice,
Softer but rough in daylight
Gently breaks good bye to me
With no regret
In her face.

December Guest

My sorrow, when she’s not here with me,
These dark days of winter rain
Are beautiful as days can be;
She loved to walk, the withered path
Along the sodden pasture lane.

Her pleasure with not let me stray.
She talks and I am away with the mist:
She scares the birds away,
I’m glad her simple ways worsted gray
A silver light glistens now.

Yesterday I learnt to know
The love of bare December days
She thinks I have no eyes to see
As she’s moulding out there.

My Dear

Enchanted by love, I love you
Making all your thoughts and dreams come true
If only you knew
Love is so entire