Lonely noel

Christmas getting close 
Kids are getting excited, 
Counting down the hours 
Myself, I'm not invited, 
I'm sitting in a prison 
Feeling sorry for myself, 
No tree, nor decorations 
And no stockings on the shelf, 
No searching in the shops
For the perfect little gift, 
Ones you know will do the trick 
Give the saddest heart a lift, 
No mistletoe no kisses 
All the things that I go through, 
No happy children's faces as
Their presents they undo, 
No family at the table 
With crackers there to pull, 
Paper hats & whistle toys 
Eating turkey til they're full, 
Still, the tables set at our house 
As the kids, they sit & wait
For grandad & his carving knife
I'm afraid I will be too late, 
In fact I won't be coming 
Though I send my heart felt wishes, 
Til I see you, a very merry Christmas 
Sweet dreams lil' ones-hugs & kisses. 

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(Note:- This piece of my work was entered into a competition in readers digest some years ago & I won & was published)