Young girl, young boy,
Christmas isn't doll or toy...
Through the glass window, I watch the scenery.
The snow's white blanket covers the gray ground...
One day in December I heard a mother I was...
She explained, to her daughter, pickings might be...
Christmas Wish
I remember when I was a little girl...
Down the chimney he goes,
In and out of the doors of sleeping homes...
No chestnuts roasting or carols sung,
eggs shells all around...
No one sees the shining star
And follows it to Christ...
From the twinkling lights to the spread of good...
This is my most favorite time of the year...
Sitting by the Christmas tree
A wintry Christmas day...
Reminiscing...
Starlit skies, snow gently falling...
With criminals I hang and bleed
as loved ones mourn below...
I'd wish you all a Merry Christmas
But then the trouble would begin...