Your Love...
Christmas is everywhere;
lights sparkle on the tree
and pine fills the air.
The house is decorated
with bright red bows and holly berries
and all hearts beneath the roof
are set on making merry.
But I have a special reason
why my heart's aglow
that fills me with the joy
of that first Christmas long ago.
I have you in my life,
my Christmas gift from above,
and I rejoice the light
I found in your love.
"Your Love," written by Bobette Bryan, 2002
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