It’s not all about presents
Laying under the tree.
Trinkets made of gold
Mean nothing to me.
It’s not all about money.
What joy can it bring?
It’s being wanted and loved,
Not material things.
Possessions can’t hug you
Or give you a kiss.
Christmas with loved ones
Is what I miss.
Christmas presents are just temporary.
Their joy is short lived.
Only love and loved ones
Are the greatest of gifts.
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