My Christmas

by Debi Taylor-Hough

sad_ChristmasWhen no gifts are beneath the tree
When the family table sits empty
When no cards arrive to share
warmest greetings
Then you will know
my Christmas

When no stockings are hanging or filled
When no phone calls are sharing glad tidings
When the people you love
abandon and ignore
Then you will know
my Christmas

When all that you live for is gone
When all you believe in feels empty
When you think you may die
from a broken heart
Then you will know
my Christmas

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