Beautiful As They Were

The top third of our
Fake Christmas tree’s lights burned out
I’m not taking it as a sign, although,
The year has come with sadness
Mainstays in our families
Have moved on
Their souls finding a place of comfort
Wherever they went
I miss them both
Thinking of each daily
Both my father in law and grandmother
Had huge personalities
While different in their ways
Both brought the calm of family
To us all
Their departures, like this tree,
Have left a dark spot on us
But so much of them remains as memories,
To remember their lives
Beautiful as they were

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