The Last ChristmasA Poem by WhiskurzTomorrow is just another word That I don't use much anymore I keep looking back at yesterday To the way it was before The way things were before you died When Christmas still had joy Now Christmas trees and Santa Claus Are too painful to enjoy Christmas eve still passes by The presents, all put away This night is filled with tearful dreams And the dread of Christmas day Our fireplace holds no stockings now Like it did when we first met The gift you gave me, under the tree I just can't open it yet The thing I miss the most this day I've missed for quite a while It's the way your face would wake the sun With your Christmas morning smile Another Christmas has come and gone Without you by my side And though I cherish the birth of Christ It's also the day you died
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Added on November 4, 2010 Last Updated on November 4, 2010 |