Christmas is a time for love;
a time for joy and peace;
a time to trim the Christmas
tree; a time to stuff the geese.

It's a time when we can come
together, however far or near;
to shed a little hope into a
world of sorrow and fear.

Yet Christmas could be all year
'round, if only we would try
to gently wipe an old man's brow
or soothe a baby's cry.

If we could smile throughout the
year as we do on Christmas day;
just think what happiness we could
shed, along life's weary way.

To give a gift of hope to one
who otherwise has none;
to be a friend to someone whom
everyone else has shun.

To be forgiving of our faults,
of our sisters and our brothers';
to live in peace and harmony with
ourselves and with each other.

Ah, don't you see that Christmas
is more than opening up the gifts;
it's more than singing Christmas
carols and rolling in big snow drifts.

It's a feeling that can stay with
you throughout each day, all year;
and all it takes is a loving heart
and a sensitive little tear.