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The Silver Bells
Once,many christmases ago, my grandma gave us kids aspecial gift; she gave each of us three silver bells connected by a silver chain; the three silver bells she said, represented the holy trinity, as well as God's love of us; the bells were made of siver, because silver gives off the purest notes, and the silver is pure, like God's love; grandma saidthat these bells were given, to remind us first of God's love for us, as well as grandma's love for us; over the years most of the grandkids have lost those silver bells but i've managed to keep mine; and every christmas eve i take those silver bells out, and i marvel out their sweet tones; my dear sweet grandma has since past over, yet,when i hold those silver bells,and hear their sweet music, i can once more hear my grandma's voice, as well as feel her sweet love; the years have slwed my steps, and age has dimed my sight, but when i ring my silver bells their sweet music still touches me; the music of those bells speaks to me of God's love, as well as that of my sweet grandma, and it reminds me of the true meaning of christmas.
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