The most beautiful time of the year.
But not for me my dear.
My most closest has departed,
Just when my little soul started.
Mother misses you.
Don't worry I do too.
Why did you have to leave?
Now we all sit and greave.
There is so much cheer!
But not over here.
The snow is so very white.
It glistens with fright
Christmas, So beautiful..
But deep and dark is the only truthful!
Dec 15, 2014
Dec 15, 2014 at 11:36 AM UTC
The most beautiful time of the year.
But not for me my dear.
My most closest has departed,
Just when my little soul started.
Mother misses you.
Don't worry I do too.
Why did you have to leave?
Now we all sit and greave.
There is so much cheer!
But not over here.
The snow is so very white.
It glistens with fright
Christmas, So beautiful..
But deep and dark is the only truthful!
