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
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