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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=548499" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Christmas wishes.</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">A Christmas tale so dear to me</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Of Christmas past, now, and to be</div><div style="margin:10px 0">A ghostly figure told each one</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And this is how my tale begun</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The 1st ghost showed me Christmas past</div><div style="margin:10px 0">2 children playing with dreams to last</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Parents watching as they grew</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Each child was loved more than they knew</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The 2nd ghost the one I fear</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Christmas Day that soon is here</div><div style="margin:10px 0">An empty room, a Christmas tree</div><div style="margin:10px 0">With an empty space, where a gift should be</div><div style="margin:10px 0">A jacket hangs behind a door</div><div style="margin:10px 0">That once was worn but not no more</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The 3rd ghost showed my future years</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Christmas Days I share with tears</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> My Tale complete, the ghost was thru’</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But looked at me as if he knew</div><div style="margin:10px 0">For in my arms the ghost could see</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The missing gift from beneath that tree</div><div style="margin:10px 0">A gift I hold each year I live</div><div style="margin:10px 0">My gift is love, but cannot give</div><div style="margin:10px 0">To my only Son, who’s love must stay</div><div style="margin:10px 0">In an ageing heart that will decay</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The love I have has always grown</div><div style="margin:10px 0">For the boy who’s name’s upon a stone</div><div style="margin:10px 0">To mark the place where he must lay</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The Son who was, my Christmas Day.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Robin+Hussey">Robin Hussey</a><div class=q>
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Of Christmas past, now, and to be

A ghostly figure told each one

And this is how my tale begun

The 1st ghost showed me Christmas past

2 children playing with dreams to last

Parents watching as they grew

Each c..."></div>
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