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Jan 01, 2009
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Christmas passed
Christmas is over
Everyone has left
Sitting alone
Dejected, bereft
Silence pervades
This, once happy place
Without loving Family
No smile on this face
Each room holds a memory
Of love and good cheer
The stain on the carpet
Where Mick spilt the beer
The bedroom where kiddies
Slept through the night
Then woke us at five
Before it was light
Remembering uncles
Paddy and Mick
Out in the garden
Both being sick
Drunk too much whisky
Drunk too much wine
Ate too much food
But had a good time
Now the bank account’s empty
Used every cent
No real idea, where
All of it went
It was worth every penny
Worth every pound
To have all my kin
And my grandkids around
— shazbat, Jan 01, 2009
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Fleur MacDonald
17 years 5 months ago
Good fun
shazbat
17 years 5 months ago
Fleur,We had a great time,