Holiday Bows
Holiday Bows
Red, green and especially blue.
Wrapping and trimmings just for you.
I love things in colors for the season,
Please Lord, give me a long list,
give me a reason.
Not that money grows on trees,
but the needs are far beyond the forest.
The bread that cooks in the oven this night,
must feed as many as those that waited to hear the Lord.
Humbly bless the rise, the warm oven and the hearts…
of all those that come to share.
Faces of little kids, composures the likeness of the old.
To many truths too soon.
Lord cover the feast the festival with your spirit,
Let the glow show beyond the limits of the fire,
past the shadows of fear and into the darkness.
Simple trappings that bring us close.
Traditions that have histories.
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