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Christmas was always your favorite time of year, we’d had such fun especially when you dressed up as Santa to entertain the local children. With your white beard and rounded tummy you certainly looked the part, we’d joke that you didn’t need any extra padding! Unfortunately cancer took its toll until you were a shadow of your former self. We knew in our heart of hearts that you probably wouldn’t see another Christmas. On December 1st I helped you put on your Santa suit, it hung off your frail frame but you were insistent that we decorated the tree together. It took every ounce of strength you had, but you were determined to place the angel on the top of the tree ... later that evening you closed your eyes for the final time.
you dressed in your Santa suit
snowflakes gently fall
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