The symbols
And the colors
O’ the season
Have us jumpin’
Gleefully along
For a reason.
Tis a joyous
And a festive
Day o’ mirth
And we carol
In celebration
O’ the birth.
He was born
On a chilly
Wint’ry day
Momma Mary
Laid him upon
A bed o’ hay.
As we sing
A joyous song
Play in snowy white
Let us ne’er forget
The glory o’ the gift
Given us that night.
We rejoice
In the presents
And their reason
Amid the symbols
And the colors
O’ the season.
I just received a most wonderful gift!
Written just for me by my friend Dianna!
Dianna is founder of a group I'm in... Women With A Unique Soul
...and she wrote each of us a poem!
What a blessed treasure Dianna is!
Tis my pleasure to share this gift with thee...
Ruthi,
You are a bit of sunshine for sure,
With heart that is so caring and pure.
Short verses you send bursting through,
Your energy shows in all that you do.
You support us and cheer us on here,
Make us all feel needed and dear.
We're lucky to have you here to enjoy,
I think you truly are a wonderful joy!
Thank you for making me think more,
I do it now more than ever before.
You tease me with your little rhymes,
You make me smile all the time!
