I Remember Christmas

I remember Christmas long ago

when I was a young boy years ago.

I remember green Christmas tree aglow,

and little red candles in every window.

I remember happy-faced neighbors at our door

with singing mouths of Christmas carols galore.

I remember cotton snow of white

and Mother baking cakes all night.

I remember Christmas bells being rung

and holly wreaths and mistletoes being hung.

But, I will always remember Jesus is the reason

for each holiday Christmas season.