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Christmas 2010

 The Mother who got home for Christmas

Was ringing a gold festive bell

The children had all rushed to greet her

For she had such a story to tell.

They all settled down by the fireside

And she smiled in the glow of the flames

There was stardust and snow on her clothing

As she sat in the warmth without pain.

The mother who got home for Christmas

Had been driving alone in the snow

Then the roads had become impassable

And soon she had nowhere to go.

For the mother who got home for Christmas

Had legs that were crippled and old

And whilst others were able to walk home

She was forced to wait in the cold.

But then on the hour of midnight

A bright shining star lit the sky

The car was showered with gold dust

And a sleigh then landed nearby.

The mother who got home for Christmas

Could hardly believe her eyes

For Santa was here with his reindeer

He had seen her from up in the sky.

She was sprinkled all over with stardust

then she walked to his sliegh in a dream

She was wrapped in a great white blanket

Then flew off in a sparkling stream.

A few minutes later they landed

She walked to her door without pain

Santa placed all the presents around her

then went into the night again.

For the mother who got home for Christmas

A miracle had happened that night

If you believe in the magic of Christmas

It’s power will make everything right.