It takes hands to build a house, but only hearts can build a home.

Author Unknown

Tuesday, December 12, 2006

THE GIFT THAT LASTS




Long, Long ago in a land far away
There came the dawn of the first
Christmas Day.

And each year we see that promise reborn
That God gave the world on that first
Christmas morn.

For the silent stars in the timeless skies
And the wonderment in a small child's eyes
The Christmas songs the carolers sing
The tidings of joy that the Christmas bells ring
Remind us again of that still, silent night
When the heavens shone with a wondrous light
And the angels sang of peace on earth
And told me of the Christ Child's birth
For Christmas is more than a beautiful story
It's the promise of life and eternal glory.

Helen Steiner Rice

Peace to you,

'On Ya' - ma

1 comment:

JeanJournal said...

I saw...0 comments...and thought "I can't believe 0 comments for this PRECIOUS! WONDERFUL! poem from Helen Steiner Rice!"...as your post...I LOVE THIS POEM!!! for it is the TRUE meaning of CHRISTMAS! ~ Jean(Rome Georgia girl)