Silvered snow and angel hair,
Carols chiming, colorful trees,
Moments of treasured memories.
The gleeful days of Christmas glow,
With merriment they overflow.
Up and down the thoroughfare
Lights sparkle like a solitaire.
The blessed days of Christmas bring
The birthday of a New Born King;
And now each year at Christmastime
We celebrate His birth sublime.
By Nora M. Bozerman
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