Whispers Of Christmas
Trumpets sound out, bells of Christmas ring
beneath a silent sky of linear silver light
a reindeer with antlers of solid gold
prancing in the snow,
the world is all aglow!
Taffeta gowns brushing a mezzanine heaven
Seraphim Angels winged in fashioned glass
lost in a tempura of time and space
Christmassing stars of gorgeous gleam !
Whispers of Christmas a murmur of Grace
above the heavens a choir of Angels sing
"Hosanna To The King of Kings"
let us serve Him until the end of time.
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