The gifts I’d leave beneath your tree
Aren’t those that you could touch or see.
Not wrapped in Christmas paper gay
But…. gifts to bless you everyday.
The gift of friendship warm and true
Is one that I would leave for you.
Good health and happiness and cheer,
To keep you smiling all the year.
The gift of peace that comes from God,
With prayers to guide each path you trod.
And when your heart has lost it’s song
The gift of hope to cheer you on.
My family to Yours.