A Christmas Party in Heaven...

To Mark,

It's the night before Christmas, we're all filled with joy,
except when we think of you, our little Marky boy.

The stockings are hung by the chimney with care,
and in our hearts it's as if you were still here.

Your brothers are sleeping, in their bedrooms they lay,
but we're still filled with grief for our baby and that sad day.

You see, this would have been your first Christmas,
And having you here would have been pure bliss.

As I wrap up the presents my thoughts are on you,
and what we'd have bought if you were here, too.

A car, a ball, a red fire truck,
or maybe a rabbit's foot to bring you good luck.

The tree is all trimmed with bright coloured balls,
and decorations hang on all of the walls.

It looks so pretty - - I wonder if you see,
Your Christmas angel we've hung on the tree.

Tomorrow is Christmas; I'll try not to be sad,
I'll count all my blessings and try to be glad.

You've not a part in our future - - you were a part of our past
and someday I know we'll be together at last.