<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=548503" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Christmas without Dad</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I want my Dad! i started to cry<br>why did he have to go and die? <br>Christmas without him is not the same<br>i need someone to take the blame! <br> <br>i see my Mum sat all alone<br>looking at a silent phone<br>he'd ring as he left his job<br>she'd put the kettle on the hob<br> <br>To night the phone it never rung<br>the hours past but he didn't come<br>a policeman standing at the door<br>my mothers eyes began to pour<br> <br>Mum looked at me, and held me tight<br>through tearful eyes, a smile, in sight! <br>come on get dressed, were going out<br>Dad wouldn't want us sitting about<br> <br>The sounds of Christmas everywhere<br>the Christmas spirit we tried to share<br>we took presents to the orphans home<br>but like them i felt alone<br> <br>late at night when we got back<br>we found that Santa had left a sack<br>Uncle Joe and Auntie May<br>with cousin Fred had come to stay<br> <br>Christmas dinner with party hats<br>streamers, crackers, and cricket bats<br>laughter, smiles and tummy's filled<br>our Christmas wishes all but fulfilled</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> underneath those hallowed traces<br>lies the pain, of diserning faces<br>half a smile is not enough<br>even grown ups are not that tough</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> <br>Baldric</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Bob+Gibson">Bob Gibson</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=548503" data-title="Christmas without Dad de Bob Gibson" data-description="I want my Dad! i started to cry why did he have to go and die? Christmas without him is not the same i need someone to take the blame! i see my Mum sat all alone looking at a silent phone he'd ring as he left his job she'd put the kettle on th..."></div> </div> </div>

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