Love, the Gift
Oh Christmas Angel, fly to me
And rest upon my Christmas tree
On high atop the branches green
Your grace to decorate the scene
With memories of years gone by
Of those we miss gone to the sky
Please send our love in every way
As we prepare for Christmas day
Oh Christmas Angel bathed in light
To guide us on this Silent Night
In gratitude for what remains
We share, yet not just earthly gains
For love the gift is one that keeps
Though often wisdom of it sleeps
And yet it shines in joy sublime
Especially at Christmas time
Copyright © Mike Gentile | Year Posted 2022
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