That time of year
Has come to all.
To have some cheer,
And a time to recall.
To remember the birth
Of God’s only Son.
He came to the earth
As the only perfect one.
Jesus was His name,
And the star was bright.
With no warmth of a flame,
He was born at midnight.
They all went to see
And give gifts to Him.
They left so quietly,
With nothing in return to them.
For they felt the love
He had to share.
He came from above,
Where they all care.
And I know I do
Without any kind of fear
Because I love You.
Merry Christmas and Happy New Year.

12-24-1984 Tuesday
Written by Gail Brookshire