Another season's upon us
This special time of year.
When hearts are soft to each other
With memories we hold dear.

Colored paper and pretty bows,
Packages wrapped so no one will know.
Special gifts waiting
Until that special day
When we open Christmas presents
And see looks of dismay.

All that fun is well and good,
But there is a gift that's old.
The gift of love for each other
That can not be measured in gold.

This is something to be remembered
When the season passes away,
The love we give to each other
Should be with us every day!

L.S.B.