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My tree is clothed in dark and light
And I sit before it in the night
Remembering how, with loving care,
A child once hung those trinkets there
And though the tree seems fully dressed
Alone, I now must hang the rest
Then the tree with greater love will shine
With memories of that son of mine.
I hang the sparkle from his eyes
That shone each day with sweet surprise,
I hang a gentle heart-shaped kiss
And a glowing ball of childlike bliss.
I hang a bow of loving charms,
And a hug he once held in his arms
Now every light will hold a part
Of all the memories in my heart
For though my grief will never sleep
His heart would break, and he would weep
If we never again felt the Christmas Joy
That was so much a part of my angel boy.

Thinking of Stephen and all the other young people that have gone before us xx.. And of those left behind xx..

Bless you Carol xx..

Oh Gillian you are such a lovely lady, my thoughts are with you.
Sue.....xxx

Thank you Sue, and thinking of you as well xx..

luv to you hun xxx

Thanks xx..