The Joy of Christmas
Wednesday Nov 29th, 2017
I have a list of people
All written in a book
And every year at Christmas time
I go and take a look.
And that is when I realize
That those names are all a part
Not of the book they’re written in
But of my very heart
For each name stands for someone
Who has crossed my path some time
And in that meeting they’ve become
A treasured friend of mine.
And once you’ve met some people
The years can not erase
The memory of a pleasant word
Or of a friendly place.
And you are one of several folk
In times past that I’ve met
And happen to be of those
I don’t want ever to forget.
And whether I have known you
For many years or few
In some way you have had a part
In shaping things I do