Searching For the Spirit of Christmas
They searched for it in a Christmas tree, Christmas sock,
chimney, between the Christmas cards, but couldn’t find it…..
They went out and split the Snow Man
into two, but it wasn’t there;
“It has a funny way of playing hide and seek in such a serious day for celebration,” they quipped in their thoughts.
Little did they know that the Christmas Spirit was sitting
in their hearts, waiting to be discovered, and shared
to other seekers.
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