Stain Glass Windows

     
     Icicle tears

     Blood shot eyes

     A smile like the grinch

     Stain Glass Windows of christmas pain.

     Memories so dear, now they are gone just by one simple night.  The tree was brought home, for us to decorate with lights.  Then night falls.  Who would know that someone so dear wouldn't see another day light? 

     Stain glass windows of christmas pain.

It's been three years and christmas is here again, I once again have to look through those windows.  Memories so sweet and true run through my head.  Like of when I was a little girl looking up at the tree from my chair, wanting so much to reach the top.
Then being lifted up in arms so caring and full of  love, to put the star on top.

     and I am once again

Looking through the stain glass windows of christmas pain.


Written in loving memory of: My step dad who died 3yrs ago this christmas.
Written on: Dec. 20th ,2000 (c)