We missed you, my dear, this Christmas Day.
Seems years long, since you went away.
Leaving this valley where we used to roam.
The special one we call home.
Everywhere I look, I remember you.
In the faces, the smiles of friends we both knew.
In the places and the spaces
Where we ran and grew.
The first ski race
The day I fell for you.
In every memory
In every breath I drew.
I knew some day
You would love me too.
A reflection of your face
Comes across my mind.
I know if you had the choice
You would not leave us all behind.
Being in this valley on Christmas Day.
Makes me know in every way
How very blessed we both were
To savor life here in a blur.
We missed you, my dear, this Christmas Day
Your friends, me and your children two.
We loved you, my dear, in every way.
Thankful for each precious day.
So this night a glass we shall lift,
To the joy and the gift
You gave to us with your love
Even now from above.
Lesley M Mercill 2015 (c)
Remember parties on spring gulch
Sledding down the pass
Kisses in moonlight
Time fleeing by so fast.
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