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Christmas is a happy time for some,
not for everyone.
People will miss someone they have lost.
Others will enjoy the days of Christmas celebration that are to come.

Lights sparkle on the Christmas tree.
It's the countdown to Christmas day.
Presents are wrapped, cards given out.
Someone will be thinking of someone that is no longer here.
Others will be lucky to still have Christmas time to spend with their family.

(C) Sarah Jackson Bennett 2017

(My Google+ poetry collection

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