Christmas With Christ

 
 
To spend Christmas up in Heaven;
how special it must be,
to celebrate our Savior
with Him there personally.
 
I’ll bet there is no Santa Claus,
or stories of reindeer,
but angel’s joyfully singing praise
to Christ as He stands near.
 
I miss you most at Christmas time
and know you miss me too.
I don’t need wrapped up presents…
All I really want is you.
 
So, with faith, I’ll carry on
‘till we’re together again.
I love you, and await that day.
Merry Christmas until then.

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