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

Children's Choir;  Christmas Isn't Christmas Until...