This is silver Christmas bells, I've had for some years. Todays poem
made me think of these bells.
THE BELLS OF CHRISTMAS
Have you heard the bells of Christmas?
They ring out clear and true.
They are ringing out the story,
That is old, but ever new.
It is the grand old story,
Told each Christmas day,
Of our Savior's birth
In a manger filled with hay.
How the Angels did announce it
From their heavenly abode
And the shepherd's saw them
In the fields and on the road.
How the new King's parents,
With wonder gazed upon...
The Master of the universe
That had come down from His throne!
Freda Fullerton
December 16, 2011
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