The Perfect Christmas Gift
When I was a child coming down the stairs
on an early Christmas morn'
I was too young to know that this was the day
that our savior, Christ was born
I was only two or three years old
that's as early as I remember
I looked outside and saw drifts of snow
that come in the month of December
I was the happiest child when I turned around
and, saw the gifts that were under the tree
I then ran upstairs and woke everyone up
so, they could all come down and see
The memories I have of myself as a child
on that wonderful Christmas day
I will lock them deep within my heart
so, they will never slip away
And, every year on Christmas day
these memories I will lift
I will share them all with family and friends
'cause they're the perfect Christmas gift
by Roger Horsch
11/23/2013
Copyright © Roger Horsch | Year Posted 2013
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