By Charles Robert Lindholm
Everyday
Is Christmas
For Me
I Wake Up Each Morning
With Gifts All Around
But The Gift That Is Best,
Is The Smile In Your Eyes
On The Pillow Next To Me
Each Day Is A New Day
That’s Given To Me
With Surprises Ahead
And Now’s Yet To Be
The Seasons Come
And The Seasons Go
With Each Day For Me
Tied Up In A Bow
Each Day Is Christmas
A New Gift For Me
With Thanksgiving Blessings
When I Wake Up To See
Your Smiling Eyes
In Love With Me
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