They
DO not need to sparkle,
Or
make an awesome sound;
The
Xmas gifts that MOST delight
Are those
I deem 'profound'.
They
come from hugging loved ones,
And
children's winsome smiles;
They
draw from sacred memories
Traversing
hallowed miles.
There's
magic when a carol's sung,
Sweet
mystery within hymns;
There's
harmony when snowflakes fall
And
dust our window trim.
Although
I treasure festive lights
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