Comments on: My First Christmas in Heaven – Words of Sympathy http://www.sympathy-sayings.com/sympathy-poems/my-first-christmas-in-heaven-words-of-sympathy/ Express the words of sympathy Thu, 29 Jul 2010 19:29:37 -0700 http://wordpress.org/?v=2.8.6 hourly 1 By: alyssa http://www.sympathy-sayings.com/sympathy-poems/my-first-christmas-in-heaven-words-of-sympathy/comment-page-1/#comment-2915 alyssa Mon, 28 Dec 2009 19:27:33 +0000 http://www.sympathy-sayings.com/?p=61#comment-2915 hey there hey there

]]> By: kaylie http://www.sympathy-sayings.com/sympathy-poems/my-first-christmas-in-heaven-words-of-sympathy/comment-page-1/#comment-2914 kaylie Mon, 28 Dec 2009 19:26:32 +0000 http://www.sympathy-sayings.com/?p=61#comment-2914 the authors name is ben he was 13 when he wrote this because he had a brain toumor and he died on december 14. the authors name is ben he was 13 when he wrote this because he had a brain toumor and he died on december 14.

]]> By: charlax http://www.sympathy-sayings.com/sympathy-poems/my-first-christmas-in-heaven-words-of-sympathy/comment-page-1/#comment-104 charlax Thu, 10 Jul 2008 17:09:27 +0000 http://www.sympathy-sayings.com/?p=61#comment-104 <strong>My Christmas Tree Is Ewe </strong> Monkey flies and lies disgrace the human race and television has infected all the children and the places that they go. What I want for Christmas fare is just ewe and a place underneath the mistletoe. My Christmas tree is thee. Humble and retained in innocence and restfulness. Wrapping all the gifts in love and kisses please. The kiss is gift enough for me please send me three of them all sweet and tender and tasting just like CHRISTMAS wine. Love has come back to me for Christmas time. But not of gold and silver dew eye speak of. The very Heart of ewe is parme purple violet hued. What have eye deserved to ascertain the fragrances of a lemon flavored ewe? Kiss me three times dew. Submited by charlax poetrypoem.com/charlax My Christmas Tree Is Ewe

Monkey flies and lies disgrace the human race and television has infected all the children and the places that they go. What I want for Christmas fare is just ewe and a place underneath the mistletoe. My Christmas tree is thee. Humble and retained in innocence and restfulness.
Wrapping all the gifts in love and kisses please.
The kiss is gift enough for me please send me three of them all sweet and tender and tasting just like CHRISTMAS wine.
Love has come back to me for Christmas time.
But not of gold and silver dew eye speak of.
The very Heart of ewe is parme purple violet hued.
What have eye deserved to ascertain the fragrances of a lemon flavored ewe?
Kiss me three times dew.

Submited by charlax
poetrypoem.com/charlax

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