Dance on a Cloud

Dance on a cloud
By Michael A Gelb

My wife and I met in the city of New York
With touching of hands a kiss and some talk

After years of marriage and children she died
With no goodbyes I broke down and cried

Our wedding bands are no longer apart
Joined together they hang near my heart

My wife in heaven waits for me
I don’t know how long it will be

For as long as I’m earthly bound
I hope my wife’s spirit is around

Looking at the white clouds up above
I think of my wife who I love

Clouds look like spirits in the sky
Raindrops could be spirits that cry

To continue with romance
To hold her, love her and dance

To dance on a cloud in the sky
It’s now my dream for my wife and I

Christmas Eve

Christmas Eve
By Michael A Gelb

We would hide presents through the year
All around the house every where

That night we said, kids it’s time for bed
Let thoughts of Santa fill your head

I helped wrap gifts with my wife
To put happiness in our kids life

Under the tree went the gifts we had
Some from Santa, some from mom and dad

Christmas eve was such a joy
Putting together a bike or toy

I miss those Christmas eve nights
My wife, little kids and a tree with lights

For me now on December 24
Christmas eve it’s not the same anymore