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The family's all in bed, because the hour's getting late.
Here on Christmas Eve, I have some time to meditate.
We had some friends and family over earlier this Eve.
We all were having so much fun; they didn't want to leave.
Now I sit here thinking and the night is very still.
The gentle snow is falling outside on the window sill.
I think about my children and I think about my spouse.
I think about the memories we are making in this house.
I think about my mother and I think about my dad.
I think about the Christmas' past and all the fun we had.
I think about the friends we have and how close we have been.
I think about some relatives I must go see again.
I think about the job I have, that does provide the means,
For us to have this lifestyle and it helps fulfill our dreams.
I think about this country and how great it's grown to be.
I think about the ones who died to keep this country free.
I think about the Savior, who was sent upon this earth,
And the day we set aside to celebrate His birth.
As I think of all these things, I bow my head to pray,
Thank you Lord, I've been so blessed, By you this Christmas Day.
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