Christmas Memories - Poem by David Keig
So can you hear those softest sounds from out the snow filled sky
A jingling and as a jangling as Santa’s sleigh glides by?
So can you hear feel those joyous sounds as day replaces night
A present here a present there and children’s eyes so bright?
So do you think at Christmas time of when you were a child
When magic and your simple faith had your whole soul beguiled?
So when your children have grown up or maybe moved away
We should all rejoice with memories of those entrancing days.
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