Empty Chair 3
Everytime it is the same at this time of year
Memory of Christmas pasts spring to mind
Passing each day it doesn't get any easier
The sadness of your death it's felt stronger
Yet at Christmas you're still in our thoughts
Christmas it is meant to be time a of peace
Hope for a brighter tomorrow it is our wish
Absent friends and families we will cherish
I set a place for you, for you are in my heart
Remember those who are no longer with us
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