Christmas To Me

Christmas to me
Is the babe in a manger, born on that day
Under a star, which shone far away.
It’s family and friends, all coming near
Remembering times, of past Christmas years.

It's carolers singing, on a wintry night
Filling our hearts, with such a bright light.
It’s Christmas cards written, with words so sweet
That lift our spirits and help our hearts beat.

It's Santa Claus coming, with gifts in his sack
Left under the tree, for children to unwrap.
It’s a warm fire burning, with the stockings hung
Listening to music, and the words that are sung.

It's not the gifts, which I do receive
But a feeling inside, that makes me believe.
It’s an expression of feelings we have inside
At least for this day we won’t let them hide.

Remember this day, as it goes past
Open your heart, and let those feelings last.
Go out of your way, to say those kind words
So for others around, they can be heard.

Remember Christmas each day, that you arise
Remember the sparkle, it put in your eyes.
I challenge you all, each day of the year
Show the meaning of Christmas, to those who are near.

Merry Christmas

November 27, 2004