"Holidays with out you"

Holidays with out you ,are very hard to endure,
you made things so special ,so sweet and so pure.
I miss all the memories we made when you were here,
 now it hurts so bad  not to have you near.

Holidays with out you,are not the same,
Some are good ,but some bring nothing but pain.
I try to go on with a smile on my face,
No matter what I do ,it's you I can not replace.

Holidays with out you,make me want to cry,
Not sure why God needed you,hard to understand why.
Maybe it's because he knew you were a good soul,
Does he know it left part of my heart ,with a hole.


Holidays with out you ,seem so hard to bare,
and when I need some strength ,I say the Lord's prayer.
Praying he will hear me and carry me through ,
so I can make it during this holiday, living with out you.

 Written by: Angela Darden Bake
 Written for Brenda Marie Todd Darden (My Mother)
  "02-04-1954 til 12-22-05 May You Rest In Peace"
Holidays with out you,sometimes make me scared,
I just want to feel the way you loved me and how much you cared.
Wishing for only a moment in time to feel that way once more,
Knowing I can never be as whole as I was before.