Standing in an empty hall
In front of a tinselled Christmas tree
The meal has been shared
The presents given
But smiles were forced, laughter hollow
Going through the motions
Because he would have wanted it
A week ago he was not yet in the ground
Two weeks ago still walking around
We decorated this tree together
I joked about how he never did it right
And he laughed, enjoying my teasing
Everything was normal, everything was fine
And now, everything has changed
Between one moment and the next
A heart stops, a man drops dead
The funeral horror has come and gone
Followed by a hollow Christmas
And here I stand in an empty hall
In front of a mocking Christmas tree
Is it a merry Christmas in heaven, Dad?
Because all I can do is wonder
What happens now?
(RIP Dad 13/11/29 – 17/12/97. I still miss you).