Winter passed more slowly
Years ago
When it always snowed and the
Holidays seemed to linger

With salvation Army bells
Ringing out
At department stores displaying
Magic in their windows

And seeing those special houses
All decked out
With lit up trees, big holly wreathes
And Santa on rooftops sleighing

Then dreaming each night of that
Perfect Gift
Only I might open
Some snowy Christmas morning

I miss those holidays of
Long ago
When it always snowed
And the holidays lingered

But I no longer dream of that
Perfect Gift
Because I wake from winter’s slumber
Next to you Christmas morning