Christmas Past
Each Christmas I remember
The ones of long ago;
I see our mantelpiece adorned
With stockings in a row.
Each Christmas finds me dreaming
Of days that used to be,
When we hid presents here and there,
For all the family
Each Christmas I remember
The
fragrance in the air,
Of roasting
turkey and mince pies
And cookies everywhere.
Each Christmas finds me longing
For
Christmases now past,
And I am
back in childhood
As long as memories last
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