Tree is living yet
I remember, I remember The roses, red and white, The violets, and the lily-cups, Those flowers made of light! The lilacs, where the robin built, And where my brother set The laburmum on his birthday, – The tree is living yet.
Life is a gift wrapped
Life is a gift wrapped with love, It is a gift sent from up above. Life is a present that comes from the people you love, It is a dream, a wish, a white dove.
Red or white
Red or white short or tall wrapped in silver not wrapped at all under covers inside a box shapes & sizes love comes in lots.