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.