By Charles Robert Lindholm


Is Christmas

For Me

I Wake Up Each Morning

With Gifts All Around

But The Gift That Is Best,

Is The Smile In Your Eyes

On The Pillow Next To Me

Each Day Is A New Day

That’s Given To Me

With Surprises Ahead

And Now’s Yet To Be

The Seasons Come

And The Seasons Go

With Each Day For Me

Tied Up In A Bow

Each Day Is Christmas

A New Gift For Me

With Thanksgiving Blessings

When I Wake Up To See

Your Smiling Eyes

In Love With Me
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