Give Me An Old Christmas
I want an old Christmas,
The same as years ago;
Carolers singing, church bells ringing,
Children playing in the snow
I want a horse and carriage,
To lead me through the cold;
I'd bring home the biggest tree,
Just like the days of old
Long before technology,
Life was simple and plain;
The true meaning of Christmas,
A season for hope to claim
Before the twinkling lights,
Candles flickered with grace;
Families gathered together,
Sharing spirits by a fireplace
The fresh scent of pine,
Wooden ornaments cast their spell;
Tiny hearts embraced in awe,
For another Christmas tale!
Folks throughout the community,
Assembled as one in prayer;
The old spirit of Christmas,
Casts its elegant flair
Garland adorns each nook,
Snow mocks a silent mime;
Mistletoe and scented wreaths,
The magic of Christmastime!
No fancy gifts or presents,
Beneath the Christmas tree;
Hands clasped in harmony,
Hearts as one with unity
The aroma of a turkey,
Welcomed neighbors passing by;
Children prowled the kitchen,
For a sliver of grandma's pie!
Bring back the days of Christmas,
When Christ was the celebration;
God gave His greatest gift of all,
Peace on earth to every nation!
Copyright © Milton Toran | Year Posted 2009
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