The Joys Of Christmas

Oh, the joys of Christmas
are twinkling in my heart!
I'd tell you all about them,
but I don't know where to start.

There are no words descriptive
to say the way I feel,
but my joys are not imagined;
they definitely are real.

The garland's on my mantel;
the Christmas tree's aglow,
and the outside air is chilly
with lovely misting snow.

My hearth is warm and crackling;
the carols softly play.
Baby Jesus in the manger
is sleeping on the hay.

The wreath hangs in my doorway
with Welcome on its face,
and Santa Claus and reindeer
on rooftop found their place.

The cake inside the oven
emits a scrumptious smell,
and the dumplings on the stovetop
arouse the nose as well.

Their aromas intermingle
with the ham and fatted hen,
and I know my Christmas dinner
will rate a perfect ten!

The grandkids are excited;
their laughter brings me cheer,
and I'm so very happy
that they could come this year.

Yes, I feel the joys of Christmas;
my heart is filled with song.
How I wish this blessed season
could last the whole year long!

Copyright 2001 Ruth Gillis

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