The Christmas Gift

Jeff Mason

The tree is full and so are we

Of spirit born of Christmas glee


The lights are lit to signify

Our thankfulness for faith's blind eye


For faith sees not what hands can feel

Yet knows inside its truth is real


This time of year so hallowed

as the driven snow adrift


The birth of Christ our savior;

his death our Christmas gift.

Published by Jeff Mason - Featured Contributor in Technology

Bachelor's Degree in Computer Information Systems. Former US Marine. Winner of 6th Author's Den Poetry Award. I have been writing since age 13, poetry, prose, lyrics, short stories and the beginnings of...  View profile

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