Greensleeves
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Greensleeves |
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Oh the days of Christmas past-- How I wish them here again: Sitting in Mama's lap, holding Daddy's hand. The tree, the gifts, the food, the joy, all of us together back then-- through school days and church Christmas plays, off to college and back again-- there always was home. There always was family. There always was Christmas back then.
Copyright © 1997-2026 Brenda S. Parris |
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My children's picture book based on this poem:
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