It’s a lovely time
When everyone gets home
And if that cannot come to pass
One tries to reach a phone
Little one’s excitement
Their smiles and joy to share
Sparkling lights and pretty bows
The fun is everywhere
The years go by and memories
May be all that do remain
To be alone at Christmas
Brings a special kind of pain
I remind myself
That I should try
On this lovely holiday
To bring some lonely person
Some joy
On Christmas Day
© Lucille Falk Miller
Written December 1, 2005
Sunday, October 9, 2011
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