THE DAY MY WORLD STOOD STILL

Christmas Day....go away!

Age seven is the age I will never forget

The first time death and I met.

This was the day my world stood still

The morning air held a cold chill.

I was looking forward to the rest of the day

After all it was Christmas, I had many toys in which to play.

 

We sat down to breakfast and talked a while

I remember how we laughed and smiled.

When done I went back to play

A few hours later the sky turned gray.

Suddenly there was knock at the door

I heard a man crying and my mom falling to the floor.

 

I remember my dad trying to revive my mother

While I watched, my body shuttered.

From that point everything seem to slow down

It was if the room begin to spin around.

As I stepped back into my room

I felt funny and filled with doom.

 

I had yet to find out what was going on

Somewhere deep inside I knew it was wrong.

When I first heard the words "She's dead",

Everything went blank in my head.

Why, was all I could say

This can't be happening on Christmas Day!

This was the day my world stood still

The day my aunt was shot and killed.

 

A childhood memory I wish I could forget

Every year at Christmas, I break out in a cold sweat.

The world is happy and everyone is filled with cheer

I just close my eyes and wish for the quick arrival of the New Year.

 

~ Paedams

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