Country Christmas
Hey, it's a country Christmas
That I'm dreaming of
With lights in the windows
And a house that's filled with love
With children singing carols
As they trim the christmas tree
And Grandma in the kitchen
Baking treats for you and me
A church upon the hillside
And moonlight on the snow
Yes, it's a country Christmas
That casts a special glow
StandingBear commented on Country Christmas
06-03-2009
When power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.
John F. Kennedy (1917-1963) Thirty-fifth President of the USA
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