When I was a child time seemed paused
With bright summer days, daily adventures
Loving family and friends, games to play
Christmas was so joyful, merry and gleeful
Memories of smiles and laughter, with presents
Paper hats, pulling crackers, and turkey dinners
Such golden times with parents and brother.
Now, I am alone and frail, white-haired in old age
With parents and brother buried grave deep
And I eat alone on Christmas day remembering
Watching the Queen on TV giving her speech
Thinking of all those other Christmases
When I was a child and sat at a laden table
Hearing my family's laughter, sharing in the joy.