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WON’T BE LIKE BEFORE
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I haven’t been home for Christmas, |
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Since my Mama passed away. |
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We’ve been celebrating at my house,. |
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And Dad comes for a nice long stay |
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Even once grown, I’d think of home, |
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As the holidays grew near. |
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.I couldn’t always make the trip, |
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But my heart was always there |
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My age made not a difference, |
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When it came to the holidays. |
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.Cause going home for Christmas, |
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Washed all those years away |
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Family traditions that never changed, |
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Made it special being home. |
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And made me feel like a kid again, |
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No matter how far I’d roamed. |
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Over many years I gathered, |
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A treasure trove of memories. |
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Such as aromas from Mom’s kitchen, |
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And her secret recipes. |
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But this year Dad needn’t travel, |
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I’ll be home for Christmas day. |
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Tho it won’t be like it was before, |
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Now that Mama’s gone away. |
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I’ll smile as I fight back my tears |
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When we’re greeted at the door. |
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Cause Dad will open it all alone, |
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No, it won’t be like before. |
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On Christmas day I’ll slip away, |
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To go visit with my Mom. |
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And place a wreath upon her grave, |
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While wishing she wasn’t gone. |
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I know her spirit will surround us, |
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As we celebrate this year. |
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Smiling down upon the family, |
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That she loved and held so dear. |
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DEDICATED TO THE MEMORY OF |
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MY PRECIOUS MOTHER |
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Lovey Arlene Boucher |
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