Another year has come and passed,
And its Christmas time at last.
Lots has changed,
Things have been rearranged.
Some have come,
Some have gone.
Some things have become,
What others have un-done.
Sitting here,
This time of year.
I hope your mind is clear,
And you know you are thought of my dear.
I wish you joy,
Maybe a new toy,
I wish you love,
Hope it fots like a glove.
I wish you peace,
Even a sweater of fleece.
Most of all i wish for this,
You to have a day of bliss.
Dec 25, 2019
Dec 25, 2019 at 11:13 AM UTC
Another year has come and passed,
And its Christmas time at last.
Lots has changed,
Things have been rearranged.
Some have come,
Some have gone.
Some things have become,
What others have un-done.
Sitting here,
This time of year.
I hope your mind is clear,
And you know you are thought of my dear.
I wish you joy,
Maybe a new toy,
I wish you love,
Hope it fots like a glove.
I wish you peace,
Even a sweater of fleece.
Most of all i wish for this,
You to have a day of bliss.