Special Time

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  • Sadness

    Special Time

    Christmas is a special time
    For family and friends
    I just wanted to thank you
    For so warmly inviting me in
    I have a home and family
    But it just isn't quite the same
    Actually it usually brings tears
    Since my daddy passed away
    He always made it Christmas
    With decorations and lots of candy
    Since he is no longer with us
    Things are no longer fine and dandy
    He was always there to pick me up
    Set me back on my feet when I'd fall
    Now though since he isn't here
    It doesn't feel like Christmas at all

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    Poetry is not a turning loose of emotion, but an escape from emotion.

    T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.

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