Christmas In Summer

The third surgery didn’t work He tells her there can be another one. He lies. Struggles to look in her eyes She apologizes from a restless state "I Won’t be here to see them graduate. I won’t live to see Christmas will I?" “You’ll have the best Christmas ever.” Doesn’t take Algebra to realize That February plus three to six months Is a few months short of never “Will there be Christmas music?” “Yes, there will be lots of music.” She squeezes his trembling hand IV drips were never part of the plan “Perry Como was the First Christmas song we ever danced to.” “No! I remember. It Was Santa Baby.” “Will there be mistletoe? “Lots and lots of mistletoe.” “Earth Kitt sang Santa baby. I’m sure our first song was Home For The Holidays Perry Como. You know I am never wrong When it comes to our song." And talking about Christmas in February Is a lot less depressing than talking About the final stages of Ovarian cancer For a twenty-eight year old woman Surgeons in the hall completely out of magic A love story destined to end tragic “When we have our Christmas Will you hold me like you did The first time?” Can I sleep in your arms? Can i have music? I want to wear a Red Santa hat. I want you to hold me while The music plays. Am i asking too much??” And every Target in a 30 mile radius Has put away their evergreens You to explain to the clerk why you You need a Perry Como CD In late February at Walgrens So you Amazon this and Ebay that To buy pieces of Christmas on the Internet And you Google this and you Google that Even the ridiculous Santa hat And explain to twelve different neighbors Why you are putting Christmas lights up When you just took them down But march and April comes around Then May and June The Doctors call and say, Soon A few months later The doctor finally tells you She’s down to her final hours “We have done everything in our power.” You push her in a wheel chair And prepare for a Christmas to remember And no one really cares that it’s September Or that the Mistletoe is plastic And from the dollar store And four three foot reindeer on the lawn And the Christmas lights stay on A can of Blue Diamond almonds was about As close to chestnuts you could get “These are not chestnuts.These are almonds.” “Are not.” ”Are too.” “I am cold. Can you hold me?” Two children frolic around the tree As the gift wraps come undone Not knowing they will go to sleep With two parents and wake up with one "Kiss your mother goodnight." You Send the kids upstairs Tell them to wash up And say their prayers They look into the eyes of their frail mother And she looks into theirs “You remembered the open fire. We never had a fireplace. When did we get a fireplace? Aren't fireplaces expensive? You know we have a lot of bills I love the sound of fire. You were right for once. Perry Como wasn’t our first song. And it wasn’t Eartha Kitt either We were both wrong (laughs) It was It was (fading breaths) The Christmas Song Can you play it? I want to hear it before I Before I Head behind her shoulder He kisses her hair..Holds her ...And so, I'm offering this Simple phrase to kids from One to ninety-two Altho' it's been said many times Many ways Merry Christmas to you” “This this is..the happiest Christmas You have ever shared with me (Fade out) (She dies) He only wished he could agree.