Christmas Dreams

As I lay my dreams on the silken pillow of tomorrow's hopes, I forget all my sorrows and begin to shine like the midnight sun Little red bow kisses, row on row of tinsel, brilliant as stars Oh how I remember Christmas, and all the wishes of my heart Cinnamon revivals, mom's precious laughter Santa cookies shaped like gingerbreads A little girl in pj's, waiting by the chimney crawl and Angels of good keeping, watching over our house As I watch the snowflakes quiver, a storm begins to squall I wrap myself a little tighter, round my evening shawl Baubles of every color, in every shape and size and a little baby Jesus, in a manger with big eyes Feathered hopes light as air beneath the inborn stable if this world needs saving its the Christ in us that's able Cinnamon revivals, mom's precious laughter Santa cookies shaped like gingerbreads