I know how much you loved Christmas, you’d be putting up the tree tomorrow, putting up the Christmas lights and blasting Christmas music from the same old CDs.
You’d play a King in the nativity and sneak a drink at the interval. You’d wrap presents late on Christmas Eve and end up wrapping the last ones all together.
You’d cook Christmas dinner and tell me I me off for stealing the carrots.
Christmas will alway remind me of you.