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This Is Christmas For Me

written by: Laura Hughes



It is now Christmas time again,
and all I can do is remember when
I was a child sitting under the tree,
surrounded by my loving family.

Now it just can't ever be the same,
because when someone mentions your name,
I just close my eyes to hide my tears,
even though it has been many years.

So many years since you have been gone,
and I have tried my best to carry on,
but this life just hasn't been fair at all.
I wish you had not had to answer his call.

This time of year can be the hardest to take,
because you are not here, for goodness sake.
I know I'll always have my memories,
but it doesn't help set my heart at ease.

I just wish again to see your face,
instead of in pictures on the bookcase.
I would give up this life to hear your voice,
but I just can never make that choice.

I made you a promise, I intend to keep,
no matter how much life makes me weep.
I will try my best to be stronger,
and will hold on for even longer.

For you will forever be my strength,
and I know, for me, you'd go to any length.
So just keep sending me all of your love,
even if it is sent from heaven above.

Laura Hughes

Laura Hughes

MARCH 2017 AUTHOR OF THE MONTH at Spillwords.com
I am just your average person with a tendency to rhyme.
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