Buddy

My first Christmas with out you. There was more than an empty chair , there was a silence accompanied by a greyness, where you once lit up the room with your sunshine there is cloud. I look to the sky and imagine you riding through the clouds at the helm of a great yacht steering your way homeward . I hope you are riding the crest of the waves in the universe , I look for you in the night skies in the sparkling of the stars and I make a wish I hope you hear it. I look for you everywhere.