A Christmas Eve
darker than most.
Through tears I told
of your passing
Knowing that it
cannot be real.
Knowing you are
still here with me.
Never leaving
my heart and soul.
I hear your voice
with each heartbeat.
I see your face
each time I blink.
I hear your laugh
with each wind gust.
Though the night was
darker than most
the night sky now
has a new star
to help guide me.
This is a poem dedicated to my grandma who passed away December 24th. May she always be in our hearts.
