Kind Words To Each Soul

Eight reindeer lined up feeling gay And ready to pull Santa’s sleigh Rudolf’s nose so bright He’ll lead thru the night Leaving games for children to play. I’ve reindeer antlers on my head Decorations both green and red Greet friends at the door Good food and much more Kind thoughts and greetings to be said. Christmas passes, trees put away But the spirit must always stay Kind words to each soul Let that be your goal They’ll keep pain and sorrow at bay.