Chestnuts roasting on an open fire, Jack Frost nipping on your nose, Yuletide carols being sung by a choir, And folks dressed up like Eskimos.
Everybody knows a turkey and some mistletoe, Help to make the season bright. Tiny tots with their eyes all aglow, Will find it hard to sleep tonight.
They know that Santa's on his way; He's loaded lots of toys and goodies on his sleigh. And every mother's child is going to spy, To see if reindeer really know how to fly.
And so I'm offering this simple phrase, To kids from one to ninety-two, Although its been said many times, many ways, A very Merry Christmas to you
SAD! I was just reminded by Mer that she's not going to have the luxury of enjoying work-free public holidays like most of the working population. Yes.. not even Christmas. I really miss the days when we enjoyed simple Christmases with our relatives then came back home with lots of chocolate, enjoyed some music from the radio, and opened our presents together. Mmm. Knowledge indeed can be a burden sometimes. Gone are the days we spent with Ivan at the old place. Happy times.
