Gifts to buy
Cards to send
Shopping lists that never end;
Times so short so much to do
There’s no room for you
Laden down with gifts galore,
As we rush from store to store.

Who’s the next one on the list,
Is there anyone we’ve missed?
In the corner half forgotten
Lies the Son of Man begotten;
Born into the worlds dark night
He offers his gift of light.
If there’s no room will we reject Him,
With hands full can we accept Him?

Corel Yates


With many peaceful blessings



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