What I Miss The MostA Poem by LindseyI’m walking outside of my
room, And I see lights string
around the stair rail. Remember when you used those? I would help you set them up, And we would laugh whenever
we made a mistake. I miss those days…. I’m walking down to the
bottom of the stairs, I see decorations on the
shelves and a big Christmas tree at the bottom. Remember when this was your
tree? And you had little decorations on those shelves too? We would all go over on
Christmas Eve and put the final ornaments on the tree. We would always make sure to
stop and look at the little decorations you took such care to place. I miss those days…. I’m walking into the living
room and I can smell the pumpkin bread, and hear the crackling of the fire. It
feels like everything is peaceful. Remember when your house
would feel that way? We would all play games by
the fire, and eat the little treats you would make for us with the biggest
smiles. I miss those days…. I’m walking out into the
front yard and I feel the crisp air and see all the beautiful lights. Remember when we watched them
at your house? We would sand in the cool air
and share thoughts and feelings while blamelessly listening and watching the
lights. I miss those days…. I miss you, I wish you were still here on
these special Christmas days, I wish you could still be
here to see me grow up, To be proud of me like you
always were. I miss your warm embraces of
love, I miss the way you would
smile at me just the rite way to make every little thing alright. I miss being able to tell you
everything. I miss feeling like a family
because you were here, I miss the strong faith I
always envied you had, But what I miss most of all, Is when you were alive before
you got sick. I just wish I could bring you
back to me, Because I need you. I just need the warm embraces
and smiles I used to always love, From my most amazing Grand mother
Nana. I miss You. © 2011 Lindsey |
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1 Review Added on December 25, 2011 Last Updated on December 25, 2011 AuthorLindseySan Antonio, TXAboutI like to make friends and will read any good stories but I have a habit of not finishing mine. Please tell me what you honestly think of mine I can take it. I tend to misspell things sorry. more..Writing
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