Chocolate is his name A pretend horse character Defined in a little boys brain Linked to his Grandfathers specter Until today When a small Christmas ornament gift Presented in his absence lay Before me on paper package sparkle swift And there was chocolate Adorned in paint brown Staring at me enlarging my heart desolate Tears welled as my eyes drowned The sorrow felt Recent heart loss tender But grandfather soul chance dealt Me as the new chocolate messenger
12/21/2004
James, this is so tender, of course, I shed some tears. May your chocolate horse be a reminder of sweet memories. Bless you, my friend.
