My dreams of you will never die.
I see your golden tousled hair gleam in the sun
Your smile as you hold your dear niece and nephew close.
Then you finally hold your own sweet , blonde, blue eyed
daughter who you love so much, close to you.
You make a tape with “Jingle Bells” for your shiny red
Convertible, because it is her favorite song,
and “I’ll be home for Christmas” because it’s yours.
You could not know that tape would play when your
parents drove your car back and forth to the hospital,
When you hung on by a thread. They could not
Stop from crying when they heard “Jingle Bells” but
It really hit home when they heard the other song,
‘I’ll Be Home For Christmas,” because they knew you
Always loved Christmas and would make an effort
To come home, but not this time. Their whole
Lives were changed, and the whole family was shaken.
So many tears have been shed for you.
We love you so much Curt, and we always will.