Next Season
Christmas has come and gone,
My spirit's rather blue;
How quickly the season's passed,
I can't believe it's true
As I store the decorations,
My eyes fight back their tears;
Goodbye for now, dear Christmas,
I'll see you the following year
Copyright © Milton Toran | Year Posted 2008
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