The Spirit of the Season
The true spirit of the season
lies in the heart of giving.
The joy of helping others
makes life worth living.
The precious gift of love
doesn't come with boxes or bows.
In the sharing of oneself,
the true meaning shows.
Holiday cheer is not bought
from any retail store.
Sometimes it's the little things
that's worth so much more.
Carols sung with a sincere heart
fill the sky with peace.
While the season's prayers of love
cover the earth with charity's fleece.
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