Priceless Gifts
The true meaning of Christmas, seems lost at times.
We get caught up in the less spiritual part.
But if we look closely, I am sure we can find.
The way to put it back into our hearts.
A true Christmas gift is not found under the tree.
Although those are always appreciated too.
The gifts I speak of come from within, and are free,
They are priceless, given openly, from me to you.
Love, if we look hard enough, can be found everywhere.
Why then does it appear that there is none?
It requires us to remember, it is meant to share.
We can't give up, can't we see what needs to be done?
Let us rediscover what Christmas is truly about.
Peace and goodwill toward men, we may find,
given all through the year, may prove without a doubt.
That we have the power to obtain true peace of mind.
Copyright © Sandra L. Weiss | Year Posted 2018
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