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Christmas Is Coming

Christmas is Coming I know Christmas is coming As I sit here each night alone I just can’t seem to get past it Things are just not quite like home There is no warm fuzzy feeling No matter how hard I try I only feel the deep emptiness As I picture better times gone by I remember the warm crackle of the fire The cheer on Christmas Eve, All the lights and bright decorations, The angel atop the Christmas tree The carolers joyous harmony With their cheerful songs of yuletide But now does not reach my heart And cannot stop all the tears I’ve cried You are gone and I miss you still Leaving my heart so all alone But I hope all is well for some But for me it is just not like home Perhaps you may call me selfish And I only think of just myself But as I sit here alone in the dark I say yes… for there is no one else Connie Moore December 12, 2015

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