CHRISTMAS WITH FAMILY

CHRISTMAS WITH FAMILY

Christmas with my family
I remember so well
Everything was so simple
And life was so swell.

It was cozy and neat
I loved to be there
All nestled together
With my family dear

We lived and had fun
And played all day long
And in the evenings
We sang Christmas songs.

Those were the days
With my family there
When life with my family
Was special and dear.

ME AND MY TEDDY BEAR

When I was just a little boy
When I was only three
I sat with my teddy bear
Under the Christmas tree.

Sitting there we could not be seen
By family who were near
As we sang Christmas carols
Me and my teddy bear.

I recall so well those days
When I was young and free
How I went with my brothers
To chop down our Christmas tree.

And the excitement of having teddy with me
To open gifts with my family dear
And together sing beneath the tree
Me and my teddy bear.

THE NIGHT BEFORE CHRISTMAS

Twas Christmas Eve
The children were in bed
Comfortably clad
From their toes to their head.

Sheets were pulled tight
As the children slept
While near then at midnight
Santa crept.

The children slept soundly
As Christmas morning neared
While to them in a dream
Three angels appeared.

The angels hovered over the three
Showerings blessings from above
'May each child be free
To live in light and love.'

THE CHRISTMAS CARD

Way back in the year of 58
I mailed Ron a Christmas gift
We shared that gift o'er the years
It's given our spirits a lift.

In 59 at Christmas time
The gift was returned to me
Ron had included a little rhyme
It filled my heart with glee.

And over the years we each took turns
As the keeper of the gift we shared
I kept it one year and so did he
Until 01 when Ron returned it back to me.

That gift has travelled o'er the land
To places galore, from Cyprus to B.C.
To Florida, Calgary and California
It was always returned to me.

I have that little gift, a treasure indeed
Safe and secure in my care
And every time I look at it
I know that Ron is near.

What a special blessing
To have had a brother like Ron
He lives strongly in my heart
And I know he is not gone.

I know he'll eternally treasure
That little gift we shared
And he'll whisper to his fellow angels
How he loved me and he cared.

That special gift is a Christmas Card
For it, 15 cents I did spend
It contains Ron's spirit and mine
Memories that will never end.

Walter Collins
June 9, 2002

Merry Christmas!

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