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Carla Kitts

(April,5th 1996 / Pasco, Washington)

Another Blue Christmas


Another Christmas with out you
Another Christmas that all the cheer is replaced with shades of gray and blue
My heart breaks when a Christmas song plays on the radio, singing of snowflakes
And no one knowing how my heart quietly breaks
Are you looking down on me from heaven above?
Are your eyes shining with tears of disappointment or with love?
What would you say
If you were to see me today?
You always loved Christmas best
If you had to choose a favorite from the rest
I remember you laughing and holding me close
Making me burst into giggles as you'd pinch my little nose
I miss you Great Grandma so very much
I miss your kind voice and tender touch
I miss the silver and gold angels you and Aunt Becky would make
Along with that funny tasting fruitcake
Would you make them if you were here?
Would you laugh and say 'but of course dear'
I can barely remember what you voice sounded like
For when you passed away I was barely passed being a wee little tike
I wonder sometimes what you would have said to me when after you died I tied a scarf noose
Would you have pulled me close and whispered in my ear 'you have so much to live for my silly goose'
I miss you most around this time of year
Always find myself wishing I could here your voice calling me your 'silly dear'
I miss you stories and how you would brush my soft baby hair
I miss you Great Grandma I wish I could have been there
To have seen the angels come and take you away
To have been able to hug you one last time on that day
I miss you Great Grandma and save me a seat
Cuz someday I'm leaving this place and in heaven I hope we'll meet

Submitted: Saturday, November 24, 2012

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To my Great Grandmother. I miss you Great Grandma Christmas has never been the same without you.

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