Twas the Day After Christmas
Twas the day after Christmas
where memories abound
of family and friends
all gathered around.
The house now lays silent
where conversing had been,
remembering the joy
and the mood we were in.
The tree looks much lighter
and the walkway not thin
as the floor is now empty
where the presents had been.
Twas the day after Christmas,
yesterday is now gone
but only in passing,
in our hearts it lives on.
Remembering.........
Copyright © Douglas Ace | Year Posted 2009
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