The Feeling Of Christmas

It’s resurrected this time every year

An invisible force, beyond reckoning

When strangers begin to show unending cheer

And love answers all our beckoning

The clock goes around and round far too fast

And we hold on to it too loosely

We try so hard to make it last

Jumping all in, with no parachutes

The winter wind commands the snow

Creating crystal wonderlands of fancy

As the heavenly lights shine on us below

Sharing the gift of new blessed fantasy

The clock goes around and round far too fast

And we hold on to it too loosely

We try so hard to make it last

Jumping all in, with no parachutes

“Silver bells, silver bells, soon it will be Christmas Day”