“A Christmas Wish”
I’ll make a fire all alone.
Warm my toes by the phone.
Waiting for a special ring,
to sing a song every spring.
It’s your birthday once a year,
you’re growing fast “be a dear!”
A Christmas wish is just from you.
To turn my day to gray from blue.
Tell me your wish, of what you choose.
I hope you chose what fits you.
William J. Roney III
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