Kids With Out Christmas
i sit here another year wanting for my kids to have a merry christmas and theres
nothing i wouldent give to see them smile and having fun opening up there gifts
but on a day that should be happy here we go again nothing under the tree and it
breaks my heart to think that my kids will do without again and are future is relly
bleak it seems today that this wourld revolves around a buck and i would give my
heart and soul if i could make them see all the people that do without while they
achieve there greed i tell my boys to pray and be thankful for what we have we
will back on our someday as i told them this story ther eyes filled up with tears
they said its ok daddy we will try to have christmas next year
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