Memories of Christmas
Her kitchen smelled of apple pie
When Christmas came around.
Her humming in the afternoon
Was such a lovely sound.
She always wore a smile
Regardless of her mood
And flowers on her apron
When she prepared her food.
One day while she was cooking
A knock came on the door.
The man was telling grandma
That her son died in the war.
They’re sorry that it happened
They said he was so brave
They’d like for her to have the flag
That covered daddy’s grave.
The house still smells of apple pie
When Christmas time is here
But I don’t here the humming
And there’s no Christmas cheer.
She still wears a smile
To show me she’s still brave
But the flowers from her apron
Now rest on daddy’s grave.
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I really like this heart-touching poem. I am guessing the man who died in the war was your father.
Touching poem. But I was confused about a man telling her that her son died, and then asking for the flag that covered daddy's grave? Also, a type - "Hear" the humming. Poignent, sad - nicely written.
WOW! Touching poem. Thomas