It’s that time of year to bring out old boxes Filled with trinkets of years past Locked away after each Christmas To try and save their magic for another year That they still possess inside their fragile frames To bring the spark of feeling carried through time Bring back happiness and joy on memories Here’s the handprint of a baby grown A picture with Santa when we weren’t so old Misses Claus in a bikini from a joke gift So many memories encased in fragile ornaments Brought to life by the spirit of the season Taking us on a journey through Christmases past While trying to ignore that boxes aren’t getting fuller With new memories for Christmases future So hang each one with care with loved ones We still have to enjoy the Christmas present
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