All I Wanted for Christmas
Monday, January 14, 2008
Dark scary December night
Cold. Dry. Miles long
Eyes full of pain, lips wearing a smile
"For you my baby ", you said, "I will fight "
Keeping your promise
you fought on
Long days, full of pain
Longer nights, when I sat by your side
Your hands, growing cold, kept me warm
"I am scared ",
clutching you,
I whispered in the dark
Smiling the pain away,
You asked in the voice so faint
"It’s a week to Christmas,
What do you want for that day? "
I had so much to say,
you had so much to hear
I never got to tell you,
I wanted to look like you one day
The angels were arriving, the sky turning a faint blue
So many wishes I had
But all I wanted for Christmas,
was you.
© 2008 by Chhaya. All rights reserved
PS: the image is googled
