A Christmas Wish
May Christmas never cease to weave
That happy, magic spell
As we gather all the children round
That old, old tale to tell
Of God’s own Son who came to bring
Peace to us with His birth,
And the angels brought the tidings
That spread over the earth.
May old time love and peace be yours.
This Christmas twenty-eleven;
Your stocking filled with child like faith
And blessings sent from heaven.
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Copyright © Joyce Johnson | Year Posted 2011
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