Saturday, 29 December 2012

Christmas morning.

Christmas morning I awake,
feeling emptiness and heartache.
One less present under the tree,
one less person to laugh with me.

What I would do to have you back,
to open gifts, and watch TV tack.
But I know that will never be,
so I hold you tight inside of me.

I close my eyes and think of you,
and remember that you loved me too.
I see your smile and shining eyes,
then I know that love never dies.


  1. Lovely words, and so true, I hope you managed to survive the day, and keep smiling for the rest of the family. Our first Christmas without Hil we all dreaded, and decided things had to be different, so my son decided to gather 4 freinds and go for a quick dip in the sea, on her favourite beach, and where we threw her ashes. 6 years later we now have a following the numbers swim fluctuate around the 20 mark, but we always have a crowd watching with hot drinks and nibbles. It has helped us all, and made Christmas bearable

    1. Hi Ruth, that is such a lovely tribute to Hilary, very cold but lovely! Isn't it funny the things that we find comfort in. Thank you again for reading and I wish you and your family a very happy New Year x Look forward to talking to you again soon xx