These Are Days
These are days we'll remember,
From January to December,
Days spent with family,
Celebrating merrily.
These are days to sing about,
While pouring drink out
From fancy bottles of wine,
Sitting down together to dine,
And raise a toast to the day
And the people who chose to stay.
These are days to commemorate,
Marked on a calender to mind the date;
These are days for spirits to fly,
Days to share between you and I.
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