Again we hear the sounds of Christmastime;
Melodic church bells chime across the snow,
Young voices blend in carols’ honored rhyme
Or ring with laughter under mistletoe.
We share once more the inner joy of giving,
The message Christ alone was born to bring
Of “peace on earth,” the selfless way of living,
Uniting us with songs of praise to sing.
We each have special music, not always heard —
A lilt of spirit time can never alter.
Born of song within, it knows no word
But hope and faith, or else the world would falter.
And may this wondrous music still abide
To be with you long after Christmastide.
~ Ruby Water Erdelen