When the merry feast has ended,
And the Blue Spruce sent away,
Children’s play toys soon forgotten,
Twinkling lights gone from display;
You’ll still be here when we gather,
You’ll still meet me in the wood.
You’ll be found among the children,
Shining brighter, bringing good.
When there’s no more hustle bustle,
Christmas paper crunched to trash,
And the crackling fire blazes down
To nothing but its ash;
I will find you in the quiet,
In The Gift that needs no wrap,
And you’ll warm me in your loving arms,
And hold me on your lap.
When the joyful Christmas songs
No longer grace the radio,
And our loved ones have returned
back to the places they must go;
You will fill my heart with music,
Be my company to keep,
Watching over those I love;
So I’ll have peaceful, gentle sleep.
When the shopping in a frenzy halts,
With too much money spent,
And my festive clothes are put away,
and I don’t have a cent;
I can just stay home to find you,
And it doesn’t cost a dime.
I can wear my old pajamas,
And be with you any time;
Because all the gifts of Christmas
Ever placed under my tree;
If even rare, could not compare,
To all the love you’ve given me.
I can find you in the manger,
arms outstretched, towards the sky.
You’re a gift already opened,
Born God’s Son, willing to die.
And of all the gifts at Christmas,
There’s just One Gift that can feed,
Quench our thirst through every season,
Meet our each and every need.
So, I Thank you Baby Jesus;
You’re the gift the wise men bring.
You’re my gift of life eternal,
You’re my Savior and my King!
~ Angela Royse Pelleman ©️ 2021
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