She was a silent hero She wore not a cape but a smile One that you could see from a mile Brighter than any Christmas light. Every little light bulb Full of sparks Meant the world to her Even if the world was full of water. She would give the last drop of it on this earth To any soul No matter how rigid and or cold. Christmas was her favourite The winter brought her joy Maybe because it was even colder than the soul of the man who gave her her boy Who laid silently for 365 days But not as silent as her secrets she kept locked away In the old small house silence lay steady The birds eavesdropped and when no one was ready He left her on her own, but still she stayed merry. The day his eye opened, the day she became trapped By a weight of a mother who’s heart was strapped To her sleeve In tight ribbon in which she would use To send her great niece gifts who kept her amused She never saw the world Never had a lot But she always kept giving Giving and giving as the clock ticked away But all I wanted her to do was stay. It ended quick The last time I heard her Her voice was cracked, and our words went right over Her head which was always full of brown luscious curls That never stopped to twirl and twirl and twirl Just as her record would when she played Elvis The Melodie’s rose and fell Unlike her heartbeat That could not give one more beat Unlike her who would give everything up for someone else Like she did. Her days Her years Her life All went into her son Who’s brain was left broken After it was all said and done Her life was not spectacular Not as much as she was But her legacy and her spirit Will always be alive because Even when she had all of that weight She took even more when I was in a bad state And made sure I was okay When everyone else was afraid and stayed away Aunt key you are the key to my strength You are my hero. Who’s greed was far lesser than zero. You pieced together my heart with glue And This Christmas will surely be blue without you.