It was when we all sat down to take a break
from cleaning and cooking
That we realized we weren’t spending time with each other
We sat quickly listening to the fireplace crackle
And then I looked at my mom and she smiled back
She forgave me for arguing earlier
I wanted to say something, but I sat quietly
We all did.
I thought about the Christmas mass
I thought about Wiligia,
I thought about my twin.
Then I wondered what everyone else could be pondering
In this Christmas moment of silence.
It had to come to an end as all good things do,
But I have it in my memory bank.
And it cannot be taken.