“If Tomorrow Starts Without Me.”
(Extract from a poem attributed to David Romano.)
“If tomorrow starts without me, and I’m not there to see,
If the sun should rise and find your eyes all filled with tears for me;
I wish so much you wouldn’t cry the way you did today,
while thinking of the many things we didn’t get to say.
I know how much you care for me, and how much I care for you,
and each time that you think of me I know you’ll miss me too;”
The Christmas Season has almost come to an end. For two millennia, people across the world have been observing the season with traditions and practices. Some practises will have been religious, others cultural and commercial in nature. Those lucky this year succeeded in decorated a Christmas tree; waited for Santa Claus; attending their chosen religious institution; exchanged gifts and shared a meal with kinsfolk and acquaintances.
Yet over this Christmas period, as we pack away our Christmas decorations tomorrow, let’s spare a thought or a fond memory for those who may have lost a loved one, through accident, disease or just old age.
And you have been forgiven and now at last you’re free.
So, won’t you come and take my hand and share my life with me?”
So, if tomorrow starts without me, don’t think we’re far apart,
for every time you think of me, please know I’m in your heart.
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