I'm dreaming of a green Christmas
while I'm sweating in Haiti
Where bananas glisten and children listen
to hear big trucks in the street
I'm dreaming of a green Christmas
with every meal of rice and beans
May your days be merry and keen
and may all your Christmases be green
*lyrics written by a family friend
Natasha, Micah, Malieke, Taressa, and I |
Happiness... I can feel it!
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Aunt Lainey