The Christmas tree is gaily decked
With decorations bright.
The coloured lights are then turned on.
It’s such a lovely sight.
The angel at the top looks down -
He does this year by year.
He gazes out across your room
From his far up lofty sphere.
Christmas cards bedeck the room;
The Christmas crib comes out
But, this home seems so strangely quiet,
With no one else about.
No early morning cries are heard
As children laugh and shout –
And the reason for this silence is:
No children are about.
It’s almost time to go to church:
‘A happy Christmas, dear’ –
And you reply: ‘And to you, too,’
But inside it is clear - - -
With family gone you're now alone.
You quietly close your door,
But remember that you’re not alone -
You’re one of many more.
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Talking point: What does your church do for people spending Christmas on their own? Many churches arrange a Christmas lunch together. What can you or your family do - or might your school open its doors for a cooked lunch for these people? What about those who are not just alone, but sleeping on the streets? What is being done or should be done for these people - and, do you have any refugee children in your school? Can you do anything for these children during the Christmas holidays? Do we pride ourselves in Britain in being a hospitable nation? Yes, I think we are - well, I hope we are.