I have a list of folks I know, all written in a book,

And every year when Christmas comes, I go and take a look.

And that is when I realize that these names are a part

Not of the book they're written in, but of my very heart.

For each name stands for SOMEONE who has crossed my path sometime,

And in that meeting they've become the rhythm in each rhyme

And while it sounds fantastic for me to make this claim,

I really feel that I'm composed of each remembered name.

And while you may not be aware of any "special link"

Just meeting you has changed my life a lot more that you think.

For once I've met somebody, the years cannot erase

The memory of a pleasant word or a friendly face.

So never think my Christmas cards are just a mere routine

Of names upon a Christmas list, forgotten in between,

For when I send a Christmas card that is addressed to you

It's because you are on the list of folks whom I'm indebted to,

For I am but the total of the many folks I've met

And you happen to be one of those I prefer not to forget,

And whether I have known you for many years or few,

In some way you have dad a part in shaping the things I do.

And every year when Christmas comes, I realize anew,

The best gift life can offer is meeting folks like you!

And may the Spirit of Christmas that forever endures,

Leave its richest blessings in the hearts of you and yours.

Merry Christmas.

(Author Unknown)