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I know I've told you many times
How much I love you, Dear,
And how it seems to me
You grow still sweeter every year,
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at 2008-04-21 |
Rating: 5.00
Votes: 1 |
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May you feel such love as lights the morning
Even at this darkest time of year:
Rippling through your heart with little warning,
Returning you to wonder and to fear.
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by Nicholas Gordon
at 2008-04-21 |
Rating: 5.00
Votes: 1 |
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I really want to tell you
Just how precious you are to me,
My every thought of you
Is as loving as can be
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at 2008-04-21 |
Rating: 1.00
Votes: 1 |
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Unlock the door of your heart -
Enter the gentleness within.
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by Judith A.Lindberg
at 2008-09-24 |
Rating: 0.00
Votes: 0 |
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Let’s Kiss For Christmas,
For our love is strong,
Let’s Kiss For Christmas,
Together is where we belong,
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by Trade Martin
at 2008-09-24 |
Rating: 0.00
Votes: 0 |
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Is Christmas dying?
Holly that hang from the door is disappearing,
Lights don’t shine so bright.
Christmas goodwill and spirit is hard to be found,
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by Joseph Tanner
at 2008-09-24 |
Rating: 0.00
Votes: 0 |
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Mr. Christmas, why am I feelin’ so lonely?
Mr. Christmas, why am I here without her?
Mr. Christmas, I loved her with all of my heart,
Mr. Christmas, why did fate tear us apart?
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by Trade Martin
at 2008-09-01 |
Rating: 0.00
Votes: 0 |
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Merry Christmas to the one I love,
Even on this day of love for all,
Remembering the love of one whose call
Redeemed all those whose hearts his love might move.
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by Nicholas Gordon
at 2008-09-01 |
Rating: 0.00
Votes: 0 |
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Because in everything I do
You always have a part,
Because a loving thought of you
Is always in my heart,
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at 2008-04-21 |
Rating: 0.00
Votes: 0 |
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The Christmas must be here
I see people everywhere
going nuts, acting so funny
looking at all the shiny
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at 2008-04-21 |
Rating: 0.00
Votes: 0 |
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Calendars may mark the tides of love;
However, please recall that love's the sea.
Rest easy, then, in Christmas' sweet madness,
Illumined by the pregnant star of gladness,
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by William Byrd
at 2008-04-21 |
Rating: 0.00
Votes: 0 |
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It begins long before the first frost -
Somewhere between memory and reality.
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at 2008-04-21 |
Rating: 0.00
Votes: 0 |
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