athena and her miraculous christmas joy

no one knows where it started

he was there and you were screaming

his skin was pale and his nails were long

you consider- was there really no sun in heaven?

he approaches you, and you back away

you bit your tongue but he's the one who bled

he begins to fade into a cloud of smoke

“i don’t want to forget about you!”

he’s already gone, but this moment is real

his fingernails graze like razors

watching your back and guarding your heel

he is here, he’s breathing but his heart has stopped

his cousin's CPR just wasn't enough

his sister watched his soul elevate to peace

you feel terrible for her,

at seven years old she saw too much

baby blues watching mocha browns die

the road before her is awful tough

and though his existence was ephemeral,

you remember that your love for him is eternal.

his lungs expanded for thirteen years,

he's been gone for three and

you tell yourself it's been seventy

because every moment he was gone

you were the only one at the grave