Time for families to be together
A time to give thanks
That we are not apart
Our loved ones are with us
We are not on our own
But out there in Afghan
Our boys are just that
Out on their own working
And under attack
Where they wish that for Christmas
They could spend it at home.
But Santa is kind he does not forget
He saved up some pressies to give to our boys
Dodging the bullets he flew on his way
To make sure they got presents on their Christmas day
With a ho ho ho he was then on his way
To boys and girls with toys to play
But his best time of all came at journey's end
When checking his list he remembers his friends
The cooks in the mess tents who fed him fine food
The men who gave Rudolf and Prancer their share
Then as he took off they gave him a cheer
As he took their love to the children so dear
A look of contentment appears on his face
As he drinks up his coffee at a leisurely pace
Then goes to his window and opens it wide
Looking out on the world he raises his voice
MERRY CHRISTMAS TO ALL
AND TO ALL GIRLS AND BOYS
(c) Michael Douglas Bosc
Daily Quote: The voyage of discovery is not in seeking new landscapes
but in having new eyes.
- Marcel Proust
Linguist Corner-ITALIAN: bambina: child / noun.
Example sentence: Da bambina mi divertivo a disegnare.
Translation: As a child I enjoyed drawing.
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