This poem was an entry in Epilepsy Today's first-ever festive poetry contest: Outside the lines.
I have complex uncontrolled epilepsy, which has got progressively worse over the last 25 years. I’ve experienced status epilepticus twice and sustained numerous injuries due to seizures but I try to live life as normally as possible. I enjoy writing – especially poetry – and love spending time with friends and family.
The Season Changed
The tree was real
Until you passed away.
The festive season now bleak –
So hard to enjoy Christmas Day.
But I’ve always held on to magical memories,
You gave me so many to hold.
When opening your presents –
How did you guess them all?!
We wrapped them so well,
But still, guess them you did!
With just a squeeze, shake or rattle –
From you, no presents could be hid!
I miss you falling asleep on the sofa,
Stuffed with turkey, pudding and wearing your cracker hat.
It’s never been the same without you,
Since then, festive cheer has always lacked.
Do you know how much we miss you?
Do you know how much you’re loved?
If you do, you’ll know the way;
The way how when you passed, you changed Christmas Day.