What Christmas Means To Me

By a cozy little fire ‘neath a soft lit Christmas tree I just can’t help but think about what Christmas means to me I think about my Mom and Dad so thankful they’re still here though Dad was never really one for lots of Christmas cheer I think about my children all grown up and on their own each one doing all they can to make a happy home I think about my husband and how lucky I must be of all the girls in all the world his gifts are just for me I think about the friends I’ve made while most have come and gone A bank of memories overflow with gladness overdrawn I think about the choices I have made throughout my life how each was like a stepping stone how some were filled with strife I think about the hard times and the person I might be without the love from God above to see things differently My heart is filled with blessings God has given graciously by a cozy little fire ‘neath a soft lit Christmas tree