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Written by Sherry
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Sunday, 21 December 2008 11:09 |
 The weather outside was frightful last night, as the song goes, and I'm not sure about a timely departure Monday morning for the balmy climes of Tucson. We had about six inches of wet, heavy snow last night. I was out at 6 a.m. shoveling the many sidewalks and stairways that lead to the doors of Blessed Sacrament church. Nine folks came to the 7:30 a.m. Mass - seven on foot. I think this afternoon I'll do my laundry, settle down by the fire and write some Christmas cards, and listen to this song which has a special attraction this year...
I'm dreamin' tonight of a place I love Even more then I usually do And although I know it's a long road back I promise you
I'll be home for Christmas You can count on me Please have snow and mistletoe And presents under the tree Christmas Eve will find me Where the love light beams I'll be home for Christmas If only in my dreams
Christmas Eve will find me Where the love light beams I'll be home for Christmas If only in my dreams If only in my dreams
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