Well I woke up this morning it was Christmas Day,
And the birds were singing the night away.
I saw my stocking lying on the chair,
Looked right to the bottom, but you weren’t there.
There were Apples, Oranges, Chocolate, Perfume.
______But no you ______________
So I went downstairs, and the dinner was fine,
There was turkey, and pudding and lots of wine,
And I pulled those crackers with a laughing face
Till I saw there was no one in your place.
There were Mincepies, Brandy, Nuts and Raisins, Mashed Potatoes.
_____But no you________________
Now it’s New Year’s Eve and it’s Auld Lang Syne.
And it’s twelve o'clock and I’m feeling fine,
Should Old Acquaintance be forgot?
I don’t know boy, but it hurts a lot.
There was Whisky, Vodka, Dry Martini (stirred but not shaken)
___And Twelve New Year Resolutions- all about you.___
So it’s All The Best for the year ahead.
As I staggered up stairs and into bed.
Then I looked at the pillow by my side,
--- and I tell you baby I almost cried.
There’ll be Autumn, Summer, Spring --- and Winter.
___All of them with out you___-
© Kathy
McKay Sinclair
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