Connie Webb - Christmas

She still likes Christmas even though she ain’t religious
She likes gathering around the lighting of the big tree
With dressed up in velvet carolers singing joyously.

She likes the parade with lighted trucks and candy canes
The walks around town in winter nights
While looking at all the glowing lights.

The decorations are in stores way too soon
Almost before Halloween
But she still loves red and green.

She still has her old tree in the hall closet
Which she takes out carefully each year
Seeing her ornaments brings her a sentimental tear.

She loves the bell on the church
That chimes out carols galore
She likes the wreath upon her door.

Santa Claus is real to her
She loves his jolly glow
She loves the stockings hanging in a row.

She is glad people help out those in poverty
She likes the way that people share
And take the time to really care.

She still likes Christmas even though she ain’t religious
And a part you may not see
Is the way she adores any nativity.

She still likes Christmas even though she ain’t religious.

Connie Webb

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