When these years have long passed by, I have not one doubt in my mind, it's these memories right here, that my little heart will find. The chaotic Christmas build-up, the excitement in the air, a house that never feels tidy with toys laid everywhere. The days of never-ending wrapping paper, with gifts piled in a stack, but if you ask me when I'm seventy-five, I know I'll wish I could go back. To the days of little feet scurrying, with excited voices that fill my ears, yes one day, not so far away I'll be longing for these years. I'll wish for one more Christmas, with little ones that still believe, a wish that can't be granted, a gift I can't receive. So I'll be present in this moment, not one second of it do I want to miss, through all the chaos and the madness, one day I know, I'll wish to go back to this.
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