Snow Covered Hills
~ Back, slide back, on snow covered hills ~
The child I’d been, glad to begin,
Touching mood mirth freely given
As we celebrate Christ again.
The child I’d been, glad to begin
Our family Christmas season.
We circle our lush Christmas tree
With His love as precious reason.
Touching mood mirth freely given
Grows memories purely tender.
Love does nurture and develop
Magical emotional splendor.
As we celebrate Christ again
We submit faith to time’s embrace
So joy may tend a lasting grasp
In our hearts place of love’s best face.
October 19, 2015
Copyright © Caycay Jennings | Year Posted 2015
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