Though This May Be Our Christmas Last

Music: Carolan's Draught.
By Turlough O'Carolan.
Sequenced by Barry Taylor.

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Nicholas Gordon

Though this may be our Christmas last,
It is a time of cheer.
We dance within a theater vast,
Yet live from year to year.

All that we have shared remains
As memory when we're gone,
Just as a house, though long since dust,
Remains, through love, a home.

And so we lift this glass of joy
Once more on Christmas Eve,
For time ought not such times destroy,
Nor gifts untimely leave.

Copyright by Nicholas Gordon

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