Old Fashion Christmas
I want an old fashion Christmas
Like the ones from yesterday
Where families make memories
That no one can ever take away.
The smell of fresh baked cookies
Drifting throughout the house
As Christmas carols jingle
Louder than the sound of a mouse.
Where decorations are handed down
Throughout the many years
From generation to generation
With stories that bring us to tears.
Where Christmas trees smell like pine
And Santa is still very real
And the true meaning of Christmas
Is only something you can feel.
A horse drawn sleigh ride
Bells jingling all the way
Snowflakes dancing to the ground
In a hypnotic sort of way.
I want an old fashion Christmas
Like the ones from yesterday
Where kids still hang their stockings
And Merry Christmas is still what people say.
Where children's eyes shine
At the Christmas lights all around
And laughter and joy
Are truly a blessed sound.
Where homemade gifts
Still come
From the hands and the heart
And family gatherings
Are still the biggest part.
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