Cake
Cake
The box sat on the cabinet,
waiting for sunshine to come home...
from school.
When she gets here,
life will be renewed,
my heart will dance,
and I can remember again,
why... I still...
Put up the tree,
and dress it up fine,
just the way you liked,
every time.
I send out the cards,
every one on your list,
a Christmas wish...
I call my mother,
and listen...
for as long as she will
talk, on the phone.
I remember to brush
the dog, and tell her
all is well.
I miss you.
When the little flower
shows her sunny face,
I will also tell her of her grandmother,
and remember the color of white lace.
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