Old Fashioned Christmas

Dear Father in Heaven,
I was thinking last night.
Remembering Christmases long ago.
Those presents and gifts
I just had to have
Don't even live on in my memory.
I remember more clearly
The love that we shared.
Me and my family.
I remember so clearly
The joy we once had
Dragging home a raggedy tree.
Dear Father in Heaven,
Give us all that gift
That lives on forever in our hearts.
Give us the joy
Of an old fashioned Christmas
The joy of the Babe
Born to set us free.
Give us that gift
Dearest Father above
Give us again the gift that is Love.
That is what Christmas means to me.