Christmas Eve

by
Jerry Young


This time of year the church bells ring
And carollers on corners, sing
Of gifts of love and peace and cheer
And a happy, prosperous New Year.

This time of year the children's glee
At sitting there on Santa's knee
And telling him, (when they believe)
What he should bring on Christmas Eve.

 


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