Remember December

It's been six years

since you've departed from our lives,

And I fear I'm starting to forget your face.

I close my eyes tightly,

to try and remember,

but the picture it seems has faded,

like that cold, lonely December.

Your voice is distant,

your laugh so faint

and I seem to be filled

with guilt, anger, and hate.

I hate that I'm forgetting you,

so angry to let you escape,

guilty for not remembering

and letting it all grow out of date.

Every night I dream of you,

but the memories so unclear

and all I have are memories

which fade throughout the years.

One day soon

I hope I'm standing

right there where you are,

look into your smiling face

and know just who you are.

~~~~~~~~~

For My Grandfather

December 2003