This Is Christmas This is Christmas
What have I done?
Nothing worth mentioning
Nothing much fun
I visited my parents
For five hours or more
Opened my presents
And had Christmas lunch
Then I returned to my quite home
Back to being all on my own
What sort of Christmas?
Is this for me?
The rest of Christmas
Will be spent
Staying at home
Where my time is spent
This doesn't feel like Christmas to me
It's an ordinary day for little me
I wonder what the New Year will bring
Nothing special, not a thing
It's going to another lonely year
Again being haunted by my worst fear
This is my Christmas
Without the good cheer
Copyright 2002 Lee Platford
Written 26th December 2002 |