Merry Christmas, Andrea
by
April Broome



Merry Christmas, Andrea
Wherever you may be
The trees and decorations
Are as far as the eye can see

And though, it seems, this little town
Has set your story aside
There are those of us who still believe
You're out there somewhere, alive

So if you ever see this
On a flyer or on the net
You'll know that you are loved
By those who refuse to forget