The Joy of Christmas

Wednesday Nov 29th, 2017


I have a list of people

All written in a book

And every year at Christmas time

I go and take a look.


And that is when I realize

That those names are all a part

Not of the book they’re written in

But of my very heart


For each name stands for someone

Who has crossed my path some time

And in that meeting they’ve become

A treasured friend of mine.


And once you’ve met some people

The years can not erase

The memory of a pleasant word

Or of a friendly place.


And you are one of several folk

In times past that I’ve met

And happen to be of those

I don’t want ever to forget.


And whether I have known you

For many years or few

In some way you have had a part

In shaping things I do


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