he rocks back and fourth in his chair
watching the smiles on his younger generation run
pass the plates and knives on the dining room table
waiting to be sawed through the
bird that once had a heartbeat
like his own that continues to pump
blood through his veins unaware of the ache his heart feels
with every beat he breathes praying he could only feel her again nothing can compare as the scent of fresh pie waits in the air
wondering if this is the last gift from God he will receive
as the wrapping paper covers the floor
leaving the tree empty underneath
the way his smile feels after a long year
he can only take so much without his bride by his side
Jul 12, 2019
Jul 12, 2019 at 6:22 PM UTC
he rocks back and fourth in his chair
watching the smiles on his younger generation run
pass the plates and knives on the dining room table
waiting to be sawed through the
bird that once had a heartbeat
like his own that continues to pump
blood through his veins unaware of the ache his heart feels
with every beat he breathes praying he could only feel her again nothing can compare as the scent of fresh pie waits in the air
wondering if this is the last gift from God he will receive
as the wrapping paper covers the floor
leaving the tree empty underneath
the way his smile feels after a long year
he can only take so much without his bride by his side
