"CHRISTMAS WITHOUT YOU"

IT'S THAT SPECIAL TIME OF YEAR
I SURE WISH YOU WAS HERE
I DREAD THAT SPECIAL DAY
WITH A VENGEANCE I CAN'T EXPLAIN
ARE YOU LOOKING DOWN AT US
WATCHING HOW WE MAKE A FUSS
OVER YOUR FLOWERS, YOUR VASE, YOUR NAME
CHRISTMAS THIS YEAR ISN'T THE SAME
AS I TRAVEL THIS ROAD EACH DAY
MY MIND DRIFTS FAR AWAY
TO THAT SPECIAL TIME OF YEAR
WHEN I ONLY HAD ONE FEAR
NOT ENOUGH PRESENTS UNDER THE TREE
NEVER FOR SEEING YOU GONE FROM ME
THE SUN WILL RISE AND EVEN SET
BUT MEMORIES OF YOU, I'LL NEVER FORGET
WITH EACH LONELY PASSING DAY
I THINK OF EVEN MORE I DIDN'T HAVE TIME TO SAY.

Author: ANGELA AYERS HARSHBERGER
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