I have a list of people
All written in a book -
And every year at Christmas time
I go and take a look.
And that is when I realize
That those names are all a part -
Not of the book they're written in
But of my very heart.
For each name stands for someone
Who has crossed my path some time -
And in that meeting they've become
A treasured friend of mine.
And once you've met some people
The years can not erase -
The memory of a pleasant word
Or of a friendly face.
So when I send an email
That is addressed to you -
It's because you're on that 'Special list'
Of folk that I'm indebted to.
And you are one of several folk
In times past that I've met -
And happen to be one of those
I don't want ever to forget.
And whether I have known you
For many years or few in some way you have had a part
In shaping things I do.
So this the Spirit of Christmas
That forever still endures -
May it leave its richest blessing
In the hearts of you and yours.
From my house to yours wishing you the
Merriest of Christmas and the Happiest New Year.
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