This Time of Year

This time of year This time of year I Often think of friends; Broken hearts and Relationships to mend Eating and talking Setting around the table Telling Christmas stories Of a baby in the stable Green pine trees with Red, green, and blue lights With present there to open That every one might like Bitter cold wind Blowing from the south Turkey and ham to Fill everybody’s mouth Christmas decoration hanging Tightly on the wall Dad playing Santa clause But that’s not all Setting on the table Is cookies and milk Mom got a night gown Made of pure silk A star in the sky Shinning so bright Eggnog and cinnamon: And a merry good night