Christmas Without Him As Christmas Day approaches Presents begin to appear; Signs of the season are everywhere Lights and tinsel far and near. These signs of the season To me once meant so much; Before the angels took away His tender loving touch. Now as Christmas Day is here And presents set under the tree; I only have memories to hold His eternal spirit to comfort me. Tho Christmas will come and Christmas will go Never will they be the same; As they were when he was here with me To answer when I called his name. I will survive this holiday And oh so many more; While he celebrates with Jesus in Heaven And will forevermore. Copyright December 2001 Jarrett's mom |
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