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What Christmas means to me
What Christmas means to me is to feel the rhythm of life returning to an even keel. The joy and thrill of looking on baby Jesus I renew King of kings was born in a stable, not a palace new. Some high emotion makes me breathless, and tremble at the Nativity where three wise men did assemble. How fortunate were they to be led by a star While angels spread the news to corners far. Eternal Christmas brings to me year after year renewed faith in humanity, to live without fear. The church bells on joyous Christmas ring in the message of love and mercy, wiping away sin. I recall the wondrous life of my Lord Jesus, the Christ who gave His life for mankind’s sake, He is the finest. Friends and neighbors meet for the midnight mass, greetings, blessings and gifts en masse. The choir in the humble church sings hallelujah and a toast in the name of the only messiah. First Place Winner
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