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From Home to home, and heart to heart, from one place to another. The warmth and joy of Christmas, brings read more
From Home to home, and heart to heart, from one place to another. The warmth and joy of Christmas, brings us closer to each other.
'Twas the night before Christman, when all through the house
Not a creature was stirring,--not even a mouse:
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'Twas the night before Christman, when all through the house
Not a creature was stirring,--not even a mouse:
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there.
At Christmas play, and make good cheer,
For Christmas comes but once a year.
At Christmas play, and make good cheer,
For Christmas comes but once a year.
There's more, much more, to Christmas Than candlelight and cheer; It's the spirit of sweet friendship That brightens all year. read more
There's more, much more, to Christmas Than candlelight and cheer; It's the spirit of sweet friendship That brightens all year. It's thoughtfulness and kindness, It's hope reborn again, For peace, for understanding, And for goodwill to men!
Christmas is here:
Winds whistle shrill,
Icy and chill,
Little care we:
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Christmas is here:
Winds whistle shrill,
Icy and chill,
Little care we:
Little we fear
Weather without,
Sheltered about
The Mahogany-Tree.
As many mince pies as you taste at Christmas' so many happy
months will you have.
As many mince pies as you taste at Christmas' so many happy
months will you have.
Christmas Eve was a night of song that wrapped itself about you like a shawl. But it warmed more than read more
Christmas Eve was a night of song that wrapped itself about you like a shawl. But it warmed more than your body. It warmed your heart... filled it, too, with melody that would last forever.
Did you ever notice that life seems to follow certain patterns? Like I noticed that every year around this time, read more
Did you ever notice that life seems to follow certain patterns? Like I noticed that every year around this time, I hear Christmas music.
There's nothing sadder in this world than to awake Christmas morning and not be a child.
There's nothing sadder in this world than to awake Christmas morning and not be a child.