A Christmas Present

Written by: Patrick Cornwall

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A Christmas Present
by Patrick Cornwall on Sunday, December 9, 2012 at 12:59am ยท

Peeling back the memories and peeking inside

 

I feel wrought with pain seeing you alone on the bar stool

 

I look at the presents  sitting untouched and waiting

 

It's been forty years but it's fresh as the morning dew

 

Are you sad and did anyone tell you they loved you

 

Did someone love you and hold you dear

 

Life has many twists and turns and the winds

 

They move us on even when we want to stay

 

Those feelings drive me home where they live and are nourished

 

The music plays on and the world spins until I look in the mirror

 

I wander if anyone loves me and thinks of me on my own bar stool

 

Do they know every time I laughed as a Christmas  song played

 

I thought of where you were but I denied that I cared

 

I cared as I waited for you to come after each promise and the tears

 

I care now as I unwrap each memory on Christmas still

 

I care that maybe I don't try enough to be your opposite

 

Maybe I will end like you, alone and on a bar stool with the laughter that eludes

 

That when I'm but a distant peeling of remembrance

 

Who will unwrap my heart

 

Who will unwrap my love and open the box and see

 

And who will be the first to wear me with pride


 For My Father who was an alcoholic