Christmas was an adventure
When I was a young girl.
My sister and brothers came home
From all around the world.

There were apples and oranges
In our stockings to eat
And hard ribbon candy to munch on;
What a treat!

We only had one present
Underneath our Christmas tree,
But we cherished that gift
And our eyes shown with glee.

If I could go back
To any time or place,
I'd go back to my childhood
And its memories I'd embrace.

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