Customs Change With Years
A wreath on door once announced death
Not death now but famous birth
A birth_a Savior drew breath
Baby's breath salvation for earth
The whole earth rejoices_praises
Praises the Savior who freed it
It has been freed from all curses
Curses gone forever_joy fits
The crown fits the King whom we praise
We praise by Wreath and with breath
A door invites over ages
For ages wreath represents birth_death
Copyright © Sara Kendrick | Year Posted 2010
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