Christmas in HeavenLights strung across the ceiling; fairies in the night.Christmas in Heaven4 years ago in Literature More Like This
I could smell the scent of childhood; just out of reach.
Sugar cookies and gingerbread houses.
Pine, green, red, lights, flashing, happyness.
Every memory of being a child.
I swear that living room is burned into my mind; a reminder.
The Christmas tree was covered in love.
Every year I got new ornaments and they adorned the tree, for all to see.
That sick knot in your belly when you wake up in the morning,
Knowing Santa has come.
Oh what I'd give to thank you for what you've done.
The big fluffy chair placed so neatly, kiddy-cornered in the room.
The tree dripping the rain of pine needles and flashing the color of smiles.
I'd like to say I remember sitting in your lap those mornings
opening all of my gifts.
I wont though, because I simply can not.
I like to pretend though,
pretend I can see your smile.
Frost spreading across the wide glass windows,
The cold leaking through the window panes.
Snow falling against snowmen outside