Who Is This?

What child is this

Who came to us

To bring something

For us to eat,

And Christmas gifts galore?

What man is this

Who runs around

In a red suit,

Giving candy canes

And chocolate?

Who is this

Who flies across the sky

With a shiny red nose

To light the way?

And whose heart

Will grow a bit

In this season of love,

This time of giving?

A letter to my wife

Remember playing cards in your

Apartment, going on long walks together

At night, remember me sleeping all day,

And me blowing up like a balloon,

When I ate tuna casserole? Remember

Me being admitted for suicidal thoughts?

Remember the med changes, the visiting

Hours at the hospital, being mad at me,

Not believing that I would do it, and

Maybe you were right. Remember the

Tears, the arguments, the

Disappointments and heartbreak?

Remember the good times, with family

And friends? Remember the parents in

The hospital, your surgeries, my

Procedures, shock treatment and vocal

Cords? Remember the trips to Shands,

The Sunday school mornings and church

Services, music and children and

Candles and sermons? We’ve been

Through a lot in 21 years. And I wouldn’t

Change a thing, if I could! Love, Bonch