Forgive my lack of merriment,
I’ll forgive your lack of presence
and the only gift I want
this year is for this not to become tradition.
Next Advent, I’d rather wait for Jesus.
I’m asking grace
for my lack of cheer,
and extending grace
But I need flesh
for this skeletal
just a manger for my heart.
Next Christmas, I want you here.
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