Gifts You Cannot Buy
With all the noise and hurry—
We start to wonder why
Those things that are most precious
Are gifts you cannot buy?
The first snow of the season—
A grandchild’s happy grin—
The miracle of child birth—
Memories of back when.
First love under summer trees—
Watching a rippling stream—
A good day’s work that’s finished—
Achieving your life’s dream.
Giving a hand to old friends—
Breathing in those flowers—
Doing the things that are right—
Watching clouds for hours.
Keeping your dearest vows—
A bright morning sunrise—
Fulfilling your promises—
Keeping love in your eyes.
Relishing a child’s laughter:
Faces on Christmas morn—
Honoring your commitments
And the day Christ was born.
With all the noise and hurry—
We start to wonder why
Those things that are most precious
Are gifts you cannot buy?
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