Still Around

When you were still around

We'd play hide and go seek

I wasn't allowed to make a sound

And you would never peek

When you were still around

We'd take pictures of the sky

Of the trees and of the ground

Now all I do is cry

When you were still around

We'd stay up late on Christmas Eve

Trying not to be found

Because in Santa Claus we believed

When you were still around

I didn't carry so much pain

It wouldn't surround me

And show up on my pillows as tearstains

If you were still around

And not with God as Mommy says

The world would be our playground

With everlasting days.