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by Mariah Sarate

Celebrating Christmas just ain't the same
I miss your voice when you'd say my name.
All I can feel is so much sorrow;
"Live your life like there's no tomorrow...."
It comes around once a year,
Christmas is supposed to be full of great cheer.
On this day I'll shed a tear in memory of you;
So sadly, you're gone ... what can I do?
I still can't believe you left, like a wind blown snow during a drift
... Your memories will be my only Christmas gift.