Remember The Smells That Crept From Mom's Oven, Mixing Spices With Cakes And A Touch Of Lovin, Baking And Stewing Tastes Above All Others, The Only Person That Cooks Better Is Grandmother, Remember Dad With His Belly As He Sat On The Couch, Putting Together Toys And Being A Grouch, When Slot A Was Too Short For Tab B, I Had No Worries Dad Will Have It Together For Me, And Remember Sis And Her December 5th Modeling Career, And Mom And Dad As They Clapped And Cheered, Sis Pranced And Turned, And Spun With A Twirl, In That Special Way Known Only To Girls, We Engaged In Happy Letting It Out To Play, On Those Sacred Home Christmas Days, Embracing And Hugging, Swapping A Kiss, This Day I Should Hope No One's A Miss, When The Misted Of Sharing Is At Its High, A Single Twinkle Fills Moms And Dads Eye, But Not From What They Had Received From Us, But To See Us Happy, For Them Was Enough, Christmas Is Not Giving Or The Getting Of Gifts, But The Sharing Of Families Is The Lift, On That Day The Lord Gave Us His Son, The One Gift Everyone Got That Was Number One, Thankful I Am Of This Special Day, Thankful I Am Of My Family Today, And I Am Thankful Of What I Can Do, To The Lord My Families And Friends, God Bless You.
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