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Sad Christmas 
Christmas is a bitter day 
For mothers who are poor, 
The wistful eyes of children 
Are daggers to endure. 
Though shops are crammed with playthings 
Enough for everyone. 
If a motherís purse is empty 
There might as well be none. 
My purse is full of money 
But I cannot buy a toy; 
Only a wreath of holly 
For the grave of my little boy. 
Author ~Earl C. Willer 


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