I have music playing,

the kind reminds me of my childhood,

sitting around the tree,

listening to my dad,

make Christmas morning bacon.

I’m holding my coffee in my hand

I have a smile on my face,

listening to the past,

feeling a bit of life’s Grace.

It’s Christmas morning,

I know I have my kids,

my life is pretty sweet,

there’s a good layer of snow outside,

I’ll shovel a little later on.

Tonight I’ll be with family,

my heart will certain be full.

I’m holding onto my coffee

this lovely Christmas morning.