Friday, December 7, 2012

The Child in Us...




A little child in each of us remains
For who does not return to its delight
As childish voices, fair and fluent ring
With Dashing Through the Snow and Silent Night

Oh God, let us not grow too old or cold
As to forget the passion of our youth
Beneath the thrill as childish voice extols
The story of Love’s timeless precious truth

And in the hour of winter’s gentle snow
As earth becomes a postcard with no frame
May ever in our hearts the spirit glow
Of childhood, where we knew not guilt or shame

As joyful tidings spill in Christmas song
Of peace on earth, goodwill to everyone
May it be more than notes to heaven flung
And may the child in us live on and on

© Janet Martin

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