A Christmas Forever

Christmas Forever

The winter sun dips low, the shadows stretch and fade,
Children sent to slumber, dreams of wonder made.
With quiet steps, we brought the gifts from hiding places,
Your smile, so warm, lit the room, love etched on our faces.

The moment you first held the title of Dad,
Then Grandpa, with pride—the greatest joy you had.
Christmas was your season, your laughter filled the air,
With every twinkling light, your happiness laid bare.

Morning broke, and tiny feet pattered on the floor,
Wide-eyed and giggling, they ran to the tree once more.
"Santa's been here!" they'd squeal with delight,
Your heart, so full, was the glow in the night.

I see you now, in that chair by the fire,
Your laughter and love never seemed to tire.
That last Christmas—oh, how perfect it seemed,
Your granddaughter's giggles like something dreamed.

Her first Christmas, your last—we didn’t know,
How fleeting time is, how fast it can go.
Four days later, the silence rang clear,
But your spirit still lingers, especially here.

I carry that day in the depth of my soul,
Your legacy, your love, still makes me whole.
No Christmas compares, no joy feels the same,
Yet your memory burns, an eternal flame.

If you could see her now, a woman grown and strong,
You’d beam with pride; you’d hum your Christmas song.
Though you're not here, your love lights my way,
And keeps you alive in each holiday.

So I sit by the fire, where your laughter once stayed,
Replaying those moments, the memories we've made.
A Christmas forever, not bound by time,
Your love, like the season, an endless rhyme.