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Christmas


    It's Christmas here and in my heart I hold dear the thought of my Son being near.Ice on the ground and no one driving around,brought a tear to my eyes along with fear.His giggling sound I might not here on Christmas this year.
   In his heart there never was a fear.On Christmas he chirped my Mom is here!With presents and 2 red ears,I got there to here Mommy! said with cheer.
  To this I say;I made it because my Mom was here in my heart right from the start.To comfort and guide me she watched from above,Mom kept me safe with her love.I made it to my Son with the grace of a dove.My Mom has been gone almost ten years and still she kept me from those painful tears.
    Christmas is the time of year when family is together far and near,in every religion celebrating this year.




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