Mothers Mean Much More on Christmas Day
Mothers mean much
more on Christmas day,
Even though they're loved the whole
year round.
Rich memories lie knee-deep on the
ground,
Recalling years when gifts unopened
lay,
Years of Christmases near wild with
play,
Christmases of dreams unwrapped and
crowned,
Happiness with wings and joy
unbound,
Reveling in myths time would
betray.
In you there lies the spirit of pure
giving,
Sweetness that finds pleasure in my
smile,
The gift I can reopen every year.
More
than my own, I find your heart forgiving,
A home where I am
welcome all the while,
So I can rest assured, for you are
near.
Copyright by Nicholas Gordon. Free for personal or non-commercial use.
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