• It's just mommy and me
    I'm looking under the christmas tree
    There may be not much to see
    But i'm still greatful to be.

    My mommy has tears in her eyes
    She wishes she could explain to me why
    Every christmas day
    It's always this way.

    I'm looking under the christmas tree
    Does Santa not like me?
    Maybe it's because that's how it's supposed to be
    Or maybe because we don't have a chimney.

    My presents still haven't come yet
    I'm getting worried about it
    I look up to mommy, she doesn't have much to say
    I can tell it's going to be a sad, sad day.

    At midnight, I crawled into her bed
    I wanted to give her something instead
    She looked up with me in tears in her eyes
    As I gave her something no one could buy.

    Mommy wouldn't stop apologizing
    Because there were no presents arriving
    I told her that it was okay
    Family was all I needed today.

    When I woke up, mommy was there
    She used to have a big smile every year
    But today, it was gone
    I wish I knew what was wrong

    Mommy gave me something small
    She said that was all
    You would think I would be sad
    But I had never been more glad

    We sat on our broken sofa, and there I explained
    I didn't care if she couldn't get the pay
    Even though I hadn't been given much in any way
    I had my family, and nothing could ruin my Christmas day.




    Merry Christmas everyone (: