A day of longing is coming,

A time of God’s own kin.

The flame of love burns pure,

This can be felt within.

From blessing to each single blessing,

Moved on from a yesteryear.

How never the tide surpasses,

The love that conquers fear.

Beneath the wrap a present,

To herald the birth of kings,

To celebrate each new dawning,

That only Christmas can bring.

There is such hope and glory,

In the belief of God above,

There is such support and comfort,

When you believe in his love.

So the morrow brings a new dawning,

Of Christmas angels and cheers,

Of goodwill and peace and glory,

And the wiping of each others tears.

And on this note upon wonder,

I bring this note for you here,

I wish you a very Merry Christmas,

And the glory of a Happy New Year.

By JulieAnne:)

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