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First Christmas Alone
Christmas eve an I am all alone
a whirlwind of emotions running through my head
this would of been number eleven for me an you
I cut the tree just as you always had me do
but it's standing there all alone an bare
an i just don't care
jack Daniels whiskey , an the first decoration
we ever had
is not a good thing to have when you have a gun in your hand
tears in my eyes i read the first Christmas 1985
cussing god i wonder why
He couldn't need you more than I
dark clouds of misery fogging up my mind
then I see another little white box
dated 1989 in her handwriting
our first Christmas totogether with our baby boy
like a blinding bolt of lightning i realize I can't do this to a 7 year old boy
the gun roars
the whiskey bottle explodes....damn it now ill have to clean up that mess
come on Santa i said we got work to do !
I woke up in the recliner with the voice of a excited little boy
hey dad grandma brought me home early an OMG Santa has been here too !
later that morning we went to the cemetery to say merry Christmas to his mother
I told her it would be awhile before i could come back again
and it looked like it would be a lot of years before we saw each other again
~ D Donner ~
Cheryl Donner Dec 16th 1965 / July 16th 1996
