At the Family Christmas party, ornaments traded,
Some made with photos that now are faded
A black and white Pierrot, with it's tear,
A blown glass nurse holding a needle in the air
A fat round Santa with a real hair beard
And a wind up ball with a song to be heard
Ahhh, here's the crystal angel with his horn
A hanging Christmas card with the corner torn
A story for each, happy thoughts or sad
Of all the Christmas parties we had
We exchanged ornaments in family fun
But now those days have passed and gone
Folks have left for whatever reason
And there are no parties at this season
The only ornaments I have now are these
Hanging on my Christmas tree of memories
By susi Taylor(Texaswishr@aol.com)
