For unto us a child is born, unto us a son is given...
Twas the week before Christmas and in my heart deep
old memories stirred tears my eyes could not keep
Zach laid to rest, his second Christmas not here
Face to face with the Lord should bring me good cheer
The evergreen tree stands all naked and sad
While boxes of ornaments unpack and feel glad
Madison strings lights twinkly bright round the trunk
Red balls, blings, and butterflies, tree sways and looks drunk
Thinking past, present, future, fast forward, rewind
Mental memory movies - traipse through the mind
Living past and present at the same ticking time
Meshing then and now, a new mountain to climb
Scrapbook of new memories still scantily clad
Christmas all new for Taylor, Maddy, Mom, and Dad
Christ came at Christmas then hung, bled, and died
Resurrected, He'll save us if we swallow our pride
Merry Christmas is different with Zach's empty place
Not merry but full of God's infinite grace
Moment by moment God proves that He's there
Butterflies, butterflies, every day, everywhere.
Believe on the Lord Jesus Christ, and you will be saved - just like Zach.
Merry Christmas, son. I can't give you any better gift than you are already living, and I love you to the moon and back and back and back.
...and back and back, times infinity, times daddy love.
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