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The Spirit of Christmas

The mountains majestic 'neath the mid winter sky there was a peace in the air for Christmas was nigh The valley serene as he gazed there below and saw the sparkle of lights through the fresh falling snow He traveled alone as he had through the years over thousands of miles through his sorrows and tears He was just thirty when he lost his dear wife so tragic and and to precious young life Though he knew that one day that one day that his time would come that he would see her again and again they'd be one Now tomorrow was Christmas said the lights across town and time for some rest to lay himself down The lights of a diner appeared in the night so he let off the throttle and eased to the right He sensed something different as he walked through the door there was a peace in the air and a cloud near the door A silver haired sat there by himself said the cups are up there to your right on the shelf He poured him a cup and sat across from the man and noticed the scars on his hands He though who is this man and where is this place why all this peace when I look on his face As he pondered the thought the gent spoke again I've something to share is how he began I've watched you my son since I first gave you life Know the love that you shared with your beautiful wife I held your heart in my hand as it shattered in two and cried along with you when she was taken from you Yet I noticed you didn't put life on a shelf for over the years you gave of yourself You tended the needy the sick and the lame and though you were lonely you gave just the same You've shown to others what givings about and many a time that you went without The spirit of giving is not in the gift but what's in your heart when others you lift So humbly he listened to the words of this man when on his right shoulder he felt a warm hand All the love he was feeling all the peace and the grace were revealed in his tears as he gazed on her face The midnight has passed now and morning has come for these twenty four hours you two shall be one Each year on this day tis what I will do as you've given to others I give unto you.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006




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