In Memorium

In Memorium

Every first of December,

It comes round again.

And though it has been nearly ten years,

My heart is heavier than usual this time.

Flowers have been planted, bloomed, and withered,

As months have faded into years

And I can no longer remember

How you said my name

I can no longer hear

Your laugh

Or feel your arms

Hug me tight, a comfort in the cold

I’m only five days in,

And each time I pass

The endless strands of Tinsel,

I think only of the light in your bright eyes.

There is a homage to you

In my name

Jane from Janet.

And all I have left of you

Is your name

And the wedding ring

you used to wear

and a handful of fading memories

I hope that

Where ever you are

You sleep,

Sleep in Heavenly peace

And I will carry you with me, always

But especially

on Silent Nights

such as these.