The tree is up and softly lit
The chair is empty where you used to sit
Your stocking is hung upon the wall
But you're not here for me to wake and call.
A household of three, down to two
And Christmas still comes, even without you
I stare at the mistletoe you hung years ago
Although a remnant of ribbon is all that still shows.
On Christmas Eve,when the clock strikes midnight
(It was our special time, when everything seemed right)
As with years before, under the mistletoe I'll stand
Close my eyes, remember your kiss, and the touch of your hand.


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You're in my thoughts.
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It was very nice Sheila.
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This is so beautiful, It has brought tears to my eyes. A big hug to you!!!
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