For my mother xoxo

Stumbling through the woods on a snowy Christmas Day

Wishing you were here to tell me what to say

Would I make you proud? Would you think I was too loud?

Maybe it wouldn’t matter and maybe it would but it’s lost in a frosty melody

Last Christmas I met a man who stole my heart

I think you’d be glad to know that I finished school

And that I am living well and that I am your daughter

As much as I am my father’s

And that I love you

Thrashing in the snow making angel shapes

One of them for you and the love that creates