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First Christmas Without Her

By Ayden Fernandes


I still yearn for the time,

I had spent with Her.

If I had a million dimes,

I would use it all to spend a day with Her.


She brought Light to my morning,

Calmness to my evening.

I stared at the drops of dew,

As I would have never imagined her days would be this few


I would have never imagined a day without her.

For I had never appreciated the time I had with Her.

If there was a pendulum that could turn time,

I would have spent all my dimes.


Christmas did not feel the same.

The decorations in the house that never came.

Going to church felt Lonely,

With her everyday felt Holy.


By Ayden Fernandes


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