MEMORIES of Ms. Alberta
December 2011 by Anne Thomas
Christmas was your favorite time of year;
Your family came home from far and near.
You cooked and baked as you sang Christmas songs;
You bought gifts for even those you thought gone wrong.
Then you welcomed everyone with open arms;
As you fed us until we rubbed our bellies in alarm.
Food, games, shared laughter and shared joys;
Watching little ones open Christmas toys.
This year we hung up your Christmas lights;
Then we burned them all through the lonely nights.
Your favorite recipes will be cooked and baked;
We will share our meals and pictures we will take.
We will share memories that bring tears and a smile;
We will be thinking of you all the while.
That is what family and friends will do
As we celebrate our first Christmas without you.
Sister, mother, grandmother, aunt and friend
We know death was not your end.
We will see and greet you once more,
When we walk through heaven’s door.
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