On This Most Precious of Holidays

As I listen to Christmas Carols On this cold crisp Winters night My problems seem unimportant When in this holy light The beautiful Christmas Season Takes me back a bit Back to childhood To a tree with not much under it It really did not matter Our lives were very plain There was the deepest pleasure From even a candy cane The tinsel on the tree The glitter caught my eye The simple beauty of it Makes me silently cry The beauty and the splendor Of childhood Christmas Days I wish for the whole wide world On this most precious of Holidays Written by: S.Matheson 12/6/2005