• Christmas Wings

    I watch the snow on winter’s day
    And wait for the angel of Christmas Day
    It's not Santa Claus or an angel with wings of white
    Not gone but glowing bright
    As the sun sets I lay in bed
    And pray one day that they'll come back
    Only I know that as time passes
    He will stay and hold me close
    As the cold sets in and my heart grows cold
    He will stop it and give me warmth
    I will remember the times we had
    The Christmas mornings of times that passed
    I will pray each and every night
    And watch as the snowflakes fall
    Those are his wings and I love them all