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| WE WON`T HAVE CHRISTMAS THIS YEAR, YOU SAY, FOR NOW THE CHILDREN HAVE ALL GONE AWAY, AND THE HOUSE IS SO LONELY, SO QUIET, AND SO BARE, WE COULDN`T HAVE A CHRISTMAS THAT THEY DIDN`T SHARE. WE WON`T HAVE CHRISTMAS THIS YEAR, YOU SIGH, FOR CHRISTMAS MEANS THINGS THAT MONEY MUST BUY, MISFORTUNES AND ILLNESS HAVE ROBBED US WE FEAR, OF THINGS THAT WE NEED TO MAKE CHRISTMAS THIS YEAR. WE WON`T HAVE CHRISTMAS THIS YEAR YOU WEEP, FOR A LOVED ONE IS GONE, AND OUR GRIEF IS TO DEEP, IT WILL BE ALONG TIME BEFORE OUR HEARTS HEAL, AND THE SPIRIT OF CHRISTMAS AGAIN WE CAN FEEL. BUT IF YOU LOSE CHRISTMAS WHEN TROUBLES BEFALL, YOU NEVER HAVE REALLY HAD CHRISTMAS AT ALL, FOR ONCE YOU HAVE HAD IT, IT CANNOT DEPART, WHEN YOU LEARN THAT TRUE CHRISTMAS IS CHRIST IN YOUR HEART. author unknown IN LOVING MEMORY OF MY DEAR BRO BOO AND ALL THE GREAT CHRISTMAS WE HAD TOGETHER. I MISS YOU BOO MORE THEN WORDS CAN EVER SAY. MY LOVE FOREVER BOO, YOUR BIG BRO GAZZA xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx |
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