Memories of my childhood
I know will last forever
Long ago childhood memories
Through my mind often pass
I remember snow covered mornings
With the wind howling through the streets
I remember wearing winter clothes
So my friends I could go meet
I remember the bone chilling cold
Like it was only yesterday
I remember always saying
I have to leave this place one day
I remember learning as I grew older
What the true spirit of Christmas meant
It wasn't measured in gifts received
Or how much money was spent
I learned it was better to give then receive
I learned, that not all people could give
But if you opened your heart and home
That was the way God wanted you to live
Lend a helping hand to those in need
Especially the needs of a child
Nothing beats the look you'll receive
From a child with a big bright smile
11-19-2009/RjH
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Fantastic poem, memories of childhood will stay till the very end.10+++