The Christmas card pile is smaller,
Each and every year,
With friends dropping off,
And new ones seldom appear.
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Christmas morning is quieter,
Each and every year,
With the kids gone,
Santa doesn't visit here.
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The Christmas Table is lonelier,
Each and every year,
With family off touring,
No one comes over.
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Think of others this year,
Where is their Christmas Cheer,
A card or a visit won't go amiss,
Don't leave them lonely this year.
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