This Christmas all I want
Is a gift –that money can’t buy.
Such as the warmness of tender eyes
Burning like a fire on the inside.
The pretty smile of quiet lips
Whispering “I love you”
Without needing to speak.
If for Christmas,
You give me a kiss.
I promise, my darling.
My life yours will be.
If you give me
A promise of love;
For the rest of my days,
My heart will be yours.
by CLAIREL ESTEVEZ
