THE MAGIC OF CHRISTMAS
WHEN I WAS A CHILD:
I remember my grandmother Edith reading us "The Night Before Christmas."
I loved to string the cranberries and popcorn, then wrap them around the tree.
Living in Southern California, we made snowflakes out of paper.
My grandfather always had "magic walnuts" for us to open.
Visiting Santa Claus was always special and magical...and still is.
I do not dream of a white Christmas...
I do dream of a peaceful Christmas.
I do not need to roast chestnuts on an open fire...
I do pray that every stomach will be full and satisfied.
Bells do not need to ring during a one horse open sleigh...
I do want to hear bells ring from churches around the world.
Gifts wrapped all fancy with paper and ribbons are not needed...
Only gifts from the heart to those in need.
I want mistletoe above every door,
A table spread of plentiful food,
Laughter, smiles, hugs, tears of joy,
And the message of Christ's birth celebrated.
NOW AND FOREVER:
The miraculous birth of Jesus the Christ is what is to be celebrated each December 25th. This very special birth is the true magic of Christmas.