(C)ristmas is coming, (H)elp those in need, (R)ise, Oh, loving Savior, (I)ndiviual angels, come, (S)oldiers in thy name, (T)ap on the door of cheer, (M)erry Cristmas to (A) loving Savior, (S)inging joyful songs.
Mrs. Becky was old, Mrs. Becky was ill. She turn into mush on her 365th day on earth. She had no sense of anything, she was just a zombie. We wanted to help, We knew we couldn't. But we had no sense or reason, Becky was sure to die.
The cat is in The room is in The house is in Kentucky is in The Southern Region is in The U.S.A is in America is in The Pacific and Atlantic Ocean is in The World is in The Galaxy is in The Universe.
I can see the Velvet garden, with it's swaying flowers. I can smell the beautiful scent. The wind is a cool breeze, like a loving puppy breathing in your face. The grass is soft on my feet. And I know it's going to be a good, country day.