As I sit here thinking of this lonely Christmas day
I realize this is the last without
the laughter of my children
footsteps to wake me up
smell of fresh coffee ready for me to drink up
I can\'t wait to here the words
Mommy wake up Santa came this year
Can we open present?
Do we have to eat breakfast?
The smile on their faces when I say
Just one then breakfast!
This is my last Christmas alone
Next year when I come home
I will here the sounds that make me so proud
the voices that make me smile