The tree is decked with tinsel
the house is full of light
we sit around the fire
on this holiest of nights.
We sing our hallelujah's
praise the little baby born
then wonder at the magic
of another Christmas morn
The table's overflowing
the champagne sparkles bright
the gifts have all been opened
and there's not a tear in sight
We open all our presents
laid out for all to see
under the glittering branches
of a laden Christmas tree.
Then with some wine we snuggle down
our spirits filled with cheer
and raise a glass to absent friends
so missed this time of year
And when the day draws to a close
Its plain for all to see,
The greatest Christmas gift of all
Is love and family.
Dec 4, 2018
Dec 4, 2018 at 7:52 AM UTC
The tree is decked with tinsel
the house is full of light
we sit around the fire
on this holiest of nights.
We sing our hallelujah's
praise the little baby born
then wonder at the magic
of another Christmas morn
The table's overflowing
the champagne sparkles bright
the gifts have all been opened
and there's not a tear in sight
We open all our presents
laid out for all to see
under the glittering branches
of a laden Christmas tree.
Then with some wine we snuggle down
our spirits filled with cheer
and raise a glass to absent friends
so missed this time of year
And when the day draws to a close
Its plain for all to see,
The greatest Christmas gift of all
Is love and family.
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