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I’m Dreaming Of A White Christmas

I’m Dreaming Of A White Christmas

I’m dreaming of a white Christmas, just like the ones I used to know;
When my snow white little puppies, kept my heart and Soul aglow!
Yet my dreams are but illusions, for something that ne’er again will be;
For my precious darling Soulmates, are no longer here with me!
.
They’ve both sailed off to Heaven, where dear loved ones always go;
Leaving me behind to mourn them, as my sorrow ever grows!
For time has healed nothing, each day I weep and cry;
Damning their short longevity, asking why they had to die!
.
The only thing alive now, is my everlasting love;
And the hope some day I’ll join them, in the Heavens up above!
But I know they’ll come to visit, in a dream on Christmas Eve;
To turn my black night into white again, and my sorrow to relieve!
.
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Come to me Angels
In a dream on Christmas Eve
We will hold again
 

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Leah Yodico

Hi Larry and Linda,
We will never forget them.
How are you doing ?
I'm sending you my Christmas wishes .

hugs,
Leah
 

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Yiyan Han

In some parts of the world, there's no need to dream
but in other parts one has to dream. Childhood dreams
never die, and hope your dream comes true.

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Greg Etsell

Merry christmas 
Larry and Linda
miss you in the villeges
i always want to thank you
for getting me in to cosmo 

 

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