61. My Christmas Wishes
I wish for my lost loved ones to spread wings
So they'd fly back and share all Christmas things,
Just as they did back in their days on earth
And the holy birth was a source of great mirth.
I wish for my lost loved ones to spread wings
So they'd fly back and share all Christmas things,
Just as they did back in their days on earth
And the holy birth was a source of great mirth.
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For every Christmas carol we sing,
For every present under the tree,
For every child that smiles with glee,
It's still about Jesus.
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Christmas is a time when everyone gathers together
To share love and bring hope of a light that will last forever.
At a time like this, there's no such thing as being alone.
When you're with the ones you love, you'll then learn to grow.
A happy fat Santa busy one day,
Looks to his elves, all busy with work and no play.
A little boy running through the snow
In the damp, dusty cellar, surrounded by boxes,
Our excitement just grows without measure.
Searching and sorting with loud shouts of glee,
As we uncovered the grand Christmas treasure.
Driftin' on a dream...
Sitting here, I gaze out the window,
Fading away...
Upon us now is that time of year again
When we think a lot about our family and friends.
The days are short and the nights are cold,
'Twas the week before Christmas and without fail
we still did not have our cards in the mail.
Our Christmas letter was blank, not even a line.
The address book lost (as it was most of the time).
The stars shone bright one silent night when shepherds saw a brilliant light.
They heard the angels sing their song, "The Lord, the Savior has been born.
In swaddling clothes You'll find the babe within a manger filled with hay."
The angels sang:
Cold days and hard long nights.
Trees shimmed with tiny lights,
Their branches pointing ever high,
Reaching for the midnight sky.
A great Light has dawned -
For all mankind tonight.
Over a humble, old stable,
The Christ star shines bright.
Lying down on the ground
In the cold, fluffy snow
Forcing angels to stay on the earth
I was afraid to be left alone
Have you observed this Christmas thing?
How shoppers shop and sleigh bells ring,
And children wrapped in muffs and cuffs
Are trying out their newfound stuff.
It is seven a.m.,
And the snow is falling
As I look outside
At the carolers calling.
I wrote a letter to Santa
To make sure he would know
It's only two weeks until Christmas
And we still don't have any snow.
The orange glow of the fireplace
fills the room with Christmas cheer.
To my family I raise my glass,
full of wishes for the year.
People saying, "Ho, Ho, Ho"
Lovers kissing under the mistletoe
Children playing in the snow
He’s coming! He’s coming!
Santa Claus is on his sleigh!
He’s coming! He’s coming!
Magic reindeer – up and away!
Once upon a Christmas time, not very long ago,
was a loving family that lost all Christmas glow.
Tears of sadness filled the air; no more merriment or cheer.
Loss and grief of loved ones gone, so hard to bear and carry on,
The laughter of eternity's children
Resides in the glint of his eyes,
And his joyous laugh, which surrounds us all,
Leaves an echo that never dies.