Holidays to come.
With holidays still to come,
all the presents and the fun.
I remember with some tears,
those who left in al those years.
Friends which lost their car control,
or waited for a train to go.
Those who went to bed at night,
but never woke up, to greet the daylight.
Even my brother who seemed so strong,
has chosen for ever to be gone.
To stay absent for the remaining time,
of days which should be his and mine.
But; the only thing I know,
is how to thank all them, that go.
For the time they sacrificed,
and spend with me, by my side.
As I send into the sky, Firework,
so that special night is bright.
Together with that light of love,
I send them greetings high above.
Brother, friends and family,
I hope you all, will be there to hear and see.
The fire that will lit and cheer,
to you all, a Merry Christmas and,
. . . .Happy New Year.