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 face.
And you are one of several folks in times past that I've met - And happen to be one 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.
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