Christmas | mypastmademe

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Will my Christmas card reach you this year?

Will the words I write

spiral up into the sky,

flutter like birds

to be caught in your outstretched hands?

Will the love I feel for you

compress itself into a ball of energy,

an orb of emotion,

with Heaven as its destination?

Can you see what is happening,

how many are grieving,

your spirit having left

such a gaping hole in our lives?

Does time mean anything to you now,

or is a clock just a memory from your past life?

I send you a card every day in my head,

a letter of love,

of loss.

You will stay on my Christmas card list.

My unreachable inspiration,

my reminder to live life to the full.

I just won’t need a stamp any more.

mypastmademe