Poem about a man who has lost someone special to him.

Cabin Forty Nine

 

 

He sits there in front of the fireplace

In cabin forty nine

This was the cabin where it all began

He thinks back in time

This was their first getaway

They laughed and they drank wine

Twenty three years, to the day

In cabin forty nine

 

No wine for him this go around

He needed something with a little more bite

Cause this was his first Christmas alone

And he wanted to do it right

She had been taken from him months earlier

But she was with him on this night

He could feel her warmth, He could feel her touch

He wanted to hold his baby tight

 

He knew she was there, but he also knew

She wasn’t something he could reach out and touch

He never thought the pain would be so severe

Loving someone this much

He takes one more drink, finishing the bottle

Knowing it’s the only thing he can clutch

He never thought the pain would be so severe

Loving someone this much

 

But that’s why he’s here, to get past it

He’s ready to be taken home

His plan was to drink every drop

Till all the memories were gone

Then his body collapses, bottle shatters

Not one single memory gone

This was his last Christmas in cabin forty nine

His last Christmas alone.

 

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