I look across the room and see - an empty chair. You won't be here, this year - on Christmas Day. Tears rim my eyes, my heart sighs. It will be hard this year, looking at that empty chair.
Wonderful memories of yesteryear flood my heart and mind, as I gaze at your empty chair.
Your smile, your charm, Your warm embrace. I will miss you Mom on Christmas Day.
Rick J. Musick 12-18-2016