Monday, December 16, 2013

Dreaming Of A White Sandy Christmas

 
I'm dreaming of a white sandy Christmas
Unlike the ones I usually know
Where the white sand glistens,
and we will listen
To hear the waves as we relax from head to toe.

I'm dreaming of a white sandy Christmas
In a beach house on the Gulf
Where the shrimp are fresh and crisp,
and we'll walk the beach
To watch the sunset, I can't get enough.  






(Sorry to Irving Berlin for trashing his beautiful song)