Sad Comes From Happy
Sad comes from happy
But how can that be
At this time of year
With gifts by the tree
As we look back on life
And its memories
We miss those we've lost
And with teary eyes grieve
Our gift of reflection
Can feel like a curse
Our happiest times
Can become our worst
For deep in our heart
Lies such a great pain
We'd give all we own
To hear I love you again
For the greatest of gifts
In this life that we know
Are those we love here
And those Heaven hold
Copyright © M.P. Shaudd | Year Posted 2017
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