Quiet as a mouse <br />Not a single sound in the house <br />My eyes did open to find <br />It was Christmas Morn <br /> <br />I laid their on my pillow <br />Thinking the children were not awake <br />Then I recalled….All grown and <br /> Life’s of their own <br /> <br />How the memories flooded my soul <br />The voices that called <br />Mommy wake up its Christmas day! <br />How they would laugh and play <br /> <br />Christmas wrapping and pretty bows <br />All across the front room floor <br />Happy faces and glows all about <br />Now are silent memories I hold in my heart<br /><br />Patricia Gale<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/silent-memories/
