I was nothing more than a bag of sugar
A summer gift never rejoiced
The cat in the floor tiles smiles
Not all good things are born at Christmas time
The jam jars sit pretty on the shelf
Time to peel the labels off
Alice squeals and claps like a lunatic
Fingers sticky until twelve o'clock
In the winter came a bag of toys
We would have traded them for love
Outside heavy births of rain
Like planets falling she giggles
We pull on the threads of angels
Untangle their wishes and dreams
Let’s hitch a ride and fly into space
She wipes the jam off her lips
Hyper fix
The milk sits quietly in the fridge
I used eight percent
Our hair still smells like hospital sheets
Let's put our words on the table
Crash bang
The building falls down
The little girl sleeps underground
Fear makes the wolf look bigger
Grandmother wrote on the wall
She smelt old whispers Alice
Liquorice and linen tucked in drawers forever and ever and ever
I will remember every moment of you
You will not be lost
Even when time spreads thin
And spins like plates
On top of dwindling poles
A tower of fruit cake stands on the side
Some kind of crafty endeavour
Ready steady tumble down
Tread carefully
I say
Like rain
Like snow
Like a summer gift barely touched in the night .
