The Christmas Tree
There are no other moments
With just the lights to look at
No matter how busy the day has been
For then the spirit of these holy days,
as magical to me,
As sitting in a darkened room
beside the Christmas tree......
and the carols to be heard,
I feel the joy of Christmas
without the need of word.
with many a hurried task,
Just an hour beside my Christmas tree
is all the reward I ask;
for all that they mean to me,
Is recalled once more in the quietness
Beside the Christmas tree.