The first day of the rest of our life
For which with you the best summing up
Is pain, joy, love, a little strife
But love always anyway – you’re nice
I don’t need being told that twice.
And where Rose goes, who knows?
Right now I know she sleeps
When I’m spark out, she’ll be about...
Another Christmas day, carols and praise –
Two dozen Christmases we’ve shared – and more...
