Our memory is a christimas tree
its branches adorned with thing we hold so dear
each moment, each day, week, month, and year
we had decorations to our memory
Remenber all you have through the year
from January to December and back again
each new memory is a
new ornament to hang on a branch ofyour tree
So stare in wonder at your christmas tree
and remember all the love ones left behind
each day will bring you warm memoires to share
together through out the year
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