Christmas Once More

Christmas Once More

Naomi I. Parks

Again, as in the years gone by,

It's Christmastime once more;

With trees and lights and holly,

And wreaths upon the doors;

With packages all gaily wrapped,

And secrets whisperings,

The sound of happy laughter

The joy that Christmas brings.

The air is spiced with fragrance

Of puddings, pies, and cake;

The children dream of Santa Claus

And try to keep awake

That they might see old Santa,

His reindeer and his sleigh,

To hear his "Merry Christmas"

As he quickly drives away.

The carols of the Yuletide,

Stories told by firelight;

The twinkling stars above us

Like myriad candlelight;

The whiteness of the snowflakes

Softly drifting through the air;

The warmth of friends and loved ones

Round about us everywhere.

The ringing of the church bells,

The folks who kneel and pray,

Remembering the Christ Child

Born on this Christmas Day;

The star the wise men followed,

Their presents to bestow,

The message of the angels

To shepherds there below.

Again, as in the years gone by,

It's Christmastime once more.

Come, let us go and worship

The Christ Child we adore,

That his peace and love may ever

Within our glad hearts ring

That we may share with others

The joys that Christmas brings.