• Each Christmas I remember
    The ones of long ago;
    I see our mantelpiece adorned
    With stockings in a row.

    Each Christmas finds me dreaming
    Of days that used to be,
    When we hid presents here and there,
    For all the family.

    Each Christmas I remember
    The fragrance in the air,
    Of roasting turkey and mince pies
    And cookies everywhere.

    Each Christmas finds me longing
    For Christmases now past,
    And I am back in childhood
    As long as memories last.