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As you can see out the window,It's snowing.
I've lite the candles for you.
Now I'll go get you some coffee,
and a few snacks.
But while I'm doing that,
Why don't you read my
CHRISTMAS MESSAGE.
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Childhood Christmas
The tree with it's candles
cheerful and bright
Has erched itself deeply
in memory,s sight.
The toys were not many,
the fare was not grand,
but I was the luckiest
child in the land.
The snow sparkled sharply
outside the door,
And the house a bright
mantle of icicles wore.
But the inside was warm with
the love that was there
With a spirit of giving
and wanting to share.
The popcorn was strung
and the cranberries too;
The shabby old ornaments
even looked new.
The story of Christmas
was read to us all,
And the carols we sang
I still can recall.
Yes, there stood the tree,
the most beautiful ever;
It was and it is and
it will be forever.
Then snuggled in bed on a
cold Christmas night
And up with the first of
the dawn's faintest light.
By~June R. Collins
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MERRY CHRISTMAS
FROM SAM AND BEV.
No Place like Home
By
Don Carroll
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