Christmases aren’t like the Christmases I’ve had before
The family I’ve shared Christmases with are not here anymore
The house I grew up in belongs to someone else
The family I lived there with are now just pictures on the shelf
I have my own family, my own children,my own house
But we go away at Christmas and have Christmas somewhere else
The ones I miss all died near Christmas - I sat with them as they went
So now I hope their Christmases will all be heaven sent
I love my children so I do Christmas for them as best I can
But for now I can safely say - I’m not a Christmas fan.
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Author:
Middlearth (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Bit of a Christmas grinch this year but time does heal - just not there yet. Missing mum dad and bro this Xmas time x
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Comments1
Very good emotive write, Christmases can be sad times as well but the memories of the good times in the past will never leave you.
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