Apples from joy illimited by Winter Wonderband

Apples falling on the grass
Red brick houses, things that last
Feed the birds and sweep the path
Another day’s begun
Picking fruit and shelling peas
Making endless cups of tea
Keeping track of history
As the day moves on
Piles of papers, odds and ends
Things to grow and make and mend
Mother, sister, granny, friend
Loved by everyone
Snow on Sunday, shoes for best
Clocks and books and winter vests
Better get yourself undressed
Now the evening’s come
Light the candle, climb the stairs
A hundred brushes through your hair
And don’t forget to say a prayer
Now the day is done
Count your blessings don’t be sad
God bless Mum and God bless Dad
And relatives we never knew we had
God bless everyone

• Christmas
• Folk
• Wassail
• carols
• traditional folk
• winter music
• United Kingdom