For Those Who Have No Children

There’s Christmas in the air, it’s clear,
It’s magical, this time of year,
Anticipation looming near –
Unless you have no children.

There’s Christmas ads for games and toys,
To buy for every girl and boy.
Too bad you’ll never have that joy –
Because you have no children.

There’s Christmas lights all over town,
And shopping centres filled with crowds.
Can’t visit Santa, not allowed –
Because you have no children.

There’s no more school, the term is done,
The holidays have now begun.
Just weeks and weeks of Christmas fun –
Unless you have no children.

There’s Christmas music everywhere,
There’s carols sung by children fair.
There’s bittersweetness in the air –
Because we have no children.

As Christmas bells begin to chime,
It pulls my heartstrings every time.
But if you ask, I’ll say I’m fine –
Although I have no children.

There’s Christmas in the air, it’s clear,
Excuse me while I shed a tear,
Just hang the tinsel high, my dear –
For those who have no children.

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