Thursday, December 24, 2020

On Christmas Eve

 



We trim the fragrant balsam tree

Until the branches glow

With glints of shining ornaments

And wisps of sparkling snow.

We space the lights and silver strands

Of tinsel carefully

And climb to place the star which crowns

The tiptop of the tree.

We burn the yule log on the hearth

And gather round its cheer

To sing the carols long beloved

When Christmastide is here.

And our window brightly shines

A gleaming candle's light,

Whose golden beams will shine afar

To welcome Him tonight.





"On Christmas Eve"
Gail Brook Burket

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