A Blue Christmas

by Megan Hall aged 11

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No presents under the tree, not one
Not a card, nothing
Not a “Merry Christmas” for me
I am a refugee

A crisp voice wakes me up at dawn
Does that voice even know it’s Christmas?
There is nothing that says Merry Christmas to my only one
I am an orphan

My Christmas will be blue this year

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