There is one last present under the Christmas tree, I wonder whose it is? Is it for the little girl with the rocking horse, Or is it for Grandma or Aunt Liz? It looks so lonely, Sitting there by itself; It’d certainly be an awesome addition On „somebody’s” shelf. The ribbon is gold, The paper … Olvass tovább
I heard the bells on Christmas Day Their old, familiar carols play, And wild and sweet The words repeat Of peace on earth, good-will to men! And thought how, as the day had come, The belfries of all Christendom Had rolled along The unbroken song Of peace on earth, good-will to men! Till, ringing, singing … Olvass tovább
Somehow, not only for Christmas, But all the long year through, The joy that you give to others, Is the joy that comes back to you. And the more you spend in blessing The poor and lonely and sad, The more of your heart’s possessing Returns to you glad.
„Joy to the World”, the carollers sang out as last minute shoppers scurried about desperately seeking that one special gift that would give Christmas morning a magical lift. As an old man stood standing listening to the song, midst all the madness of the bustling throng, in a shaky hoarse voice he began to join … Olvass tovább
„Is there a purpose? Why are we here?” A little boy asked as the yuletide drew near. „I really do hope that someday I will know the reason we stand out here in the snow, ringing this bell as people walk by, while thousands of snowflakes descend from the sky.” The mother just smiled at … Olvass tovább
I have a list of people I know All written in a book And every year at Christmastime I go and take a look And that is when I realise That those names are a part Not of the book they’re written in But of my very heart For each name stands for someone Who … Olvass tovább