Ant Smith

Epitaph

Christmas Miracle

He was a Christmas miracle

I'll ask you to believe

Brought to earth by Santa one

Ancient Christmas eve

He was a Christmas miracle

An urchin from the streets

A better man I doubt you can

Have ever hoped to meet

He was a Christmas miracle

Three quarters bah humbug

But at the stroke of midnight we'd

Open presents up

He was a Christmas miracle

I think he understood

The moment matters more than

Accounts of bad and good

He IS a Christmas miracle

From beyond the grave

Like a drop of Sun, my

Dear old father Ray


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