Show MY paa in lumber camp s jn the land of christmas trees he wrote to me wish you could see TE such christmas trees as these 1 in the swamp so cold in the swamp so damp there are cedars green and great there are pines so high y that they touch the shy there are hemlocks slim and straight smile to the moon they sing to the star 1 they nod to the passing breeze and every bough wears diamonds now in the land of christmas trees 0 wonderful land in the north woods far 0 wonderful beautiful landl S in my col so white s I 1 dream at night of the forest green and grand Y mama says that the snow that aea in the land where the great trees grow Is line the spread on my little bed where at night to sleep I 1 go that underneath with tight shut eyes the flowers are slumbering ehfe there snug and warm af from the winter they wait for the call of spring when 1 kneel for the nights amen SO I 1 tamn of the christmas land I 1 say a prayer for my papa there in the forest green and grand and another prayer I 1 whisper then while I 1 kneel on bended knees i that the lord heep the flowers that sleep in the land of christmas trees |