Losing
It'll soon be Christmas Day, and on its Eve I close my eyes
Am I ever to feel this hurting pain and stare at its given despise
Knowing that it's just been a year since their silence stole him away
He was so far from his families arms, when a snipers bullet says
Whose going to fill their eyes seeing their presents under the tree
Whose going to dry their tears when they turn around its just me
Whom do I turn to when I'm lonely when it was always us for ever
Whom do I point my anger, when they took you away in wars theatre
Its now Christmas Day as we gather around our Christmas Tree
Its only the three of us now as we smile at our presents for thee
We gather in our little huddle knowing your father will always be near
We'll do the same a year from now, and bless him with loving tears
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Copyright © James Fraser | Year Posted 2022
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