Oh Little child written by Roger J. Robicheau Oh Little child so near the tree The precious view you clearly see Adorned in white, a glistened sight A chilling warmth, it's nearly night Excitement grows within each eye A splendid match, so bright yet shy You make each wish, each secret part A ray with God, so fills your heart Your wants are small, unselfish child Not to be wrapped, branded or styled A world of hope, filled full of peace A caring call, let love increase Next year this child so wants to be Back out to watch, this growing tree What of our choice as time goes by Will hope and peace and love climb high The True Meaning Of Christmas by Brian K. Walters In todays' day and time, it's easy to lose sight, of the true meaning of Christmas and one special night. When we go shopping, We say "How much will it cost?" Then the true meaning of Christmas, Somehow becomes lost. Amidst the tinsel, glitter And ribbons of gold, We forget about the child, born on a night so cold. The children look for Santa In his big, red sleigh Never thinking of the child Whose bed was made of hay. In reality, When we look into the night sky, We don't see a sleigh But a star, burning bright and high. A faithful reminder, Of that night so long ago, And of the child we call Jesus, Whose love, the world would know. Merry Christmas and Happy New Year There's more, much more to Christmas Than candlelight and cheer It's the spirit of sweet friendship That brightens all the year. It's thoughtfulness and kindness, It's hope reborn again. For peace, for understanding And for goodwill to men! Gifts of time and love are surely the basic ingredients of a truly merry Christmas. ~Peg Bracken~