Christmastime at Mark's Museum

There's a string of lights on Barbie's arm. A Lionel train hums low and

warm. Vintage games stacked by the tree. There's echoes of laughter and revelry.

The room shines bright from the color wheel. The decorations hold a warm and

fuzzy feel. Christmas memories and tales to tell. The season's joys are here to

dwell. Snow taps gently on the windowpane, like memories asking to come in

again. It's Christmastime at Marc's Museum. Where yesterday still feels brand new.

Every toy's got a fuzzy glow and memories find a place to grow.

From windup dreams to paper crowns, we gather around the joy we've found.