What Christmas Means To Me
By a cozy little fire
‘neath a soft lit Christmas tree
I just can’t help but think about
what Christmas means to me
I think about my Mom and Dad
so thankful they’re still here
though Dad was never really one
for lots of Christmas cheer
I think about my children
all grown up and on their own
each one doing all they can
to make a happy home
I think about my husband
and how lucky I must be
of all the girls in all the world
his gifts are just for me
I think about the friends I’ve made
while most have come and gone
A bank of memories overflow
with gladness overdrawn
I think about the choices
I have made throughout my life
how each was like a stepping stone
how some were filled with strife
I think about the hard times
and the person I might be
without the love from God above
to see things differently
My heart is filled with blessings
God has given graciously
by a cozy little fire
‘neath a soft lit Christmas tree
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