Christmas Memories Poem by michael Smajda

Christmas Memories



Oh, where are all the Christmas gifts
We yearly found under the Christmas tree?
And where have all the children gone
Who would open them up with glee?

You, my love, are no linger here
And all our children have grown.
All what's left are Christmas memories
And giftless tree I share alone.

Tuesday, November 12, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: christmas
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