A Long December

Today would have been my father’s 68th birthday.

Has it been almost seven years? It feels like forever; it feels like yesterday.

Here’s a song I listened to a lot when he was sick –

A long December and there’s reason to believe
Maybe this year will be better than the last
I can’t remember the last thing that you said as you were leaven’
Now the days go by so fast

And it’s been a long December and there’s reason to believe
Maybe this year will be better than the last
I can’t remember all the times I tried to tell my myself
To hold on to these moments as they pass