I’m not looking forward to Christmas
Not since
we lost Mum this year
I’m not
looking forward to a Christmas
Devoid of
any Christmas cheer
Dads doing
his best to lift our spirits
All though
inside he’s really hurting too
He wants to
make it a special time
And do the
things like Mum used to do
So, we
decked the house with garlands
And trimmed
the Christmas tree
We hung the
Christmas cards on strings
So that
everyone could see
Then with
all the decorations up
My Dad went
round us one by one
To ask us
what gift we wanted
And he
promised his best would be done
My sister
Jules wants new clothes
Kenny wants
music of any kind
The twins
they want an X-Box
And the
baby really doesn’t mind
Then Dad
asked me “what do you want son?
What gift
would stop you feeling glum”?
I said “I
don’t want a present Dad
All I wish
for Christmas is my Mum”
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