Where is my Christmas Spirit?

Where is my Christmas Spirit?

Where is my Christmas Spirit; why does it go away?

I'm told that I should keep it with me every single day.

It isn't in the stockings or hanging on the tree.

I know I didn't wrap it up, but where else could it be?

I know that I should have it; I hope I find it soon.

For Christmas is a-comin, and I'm still out of toon.

I've got to get my cards addressed; I need to bake a pie.

There are so many things to do; why should I even try?

But wait, I see the baby; he's in the manger scene.

With Mary, Joseph, Shepherds and kings; and a little angel that sings.

Look at how sweetly he seems to sleep, in his tiny manger bed.

It stirs up something in my heart, and memories in my head.

I haven't lost the spirit; I just packed it away.

Thank you, Lord, for reminding me, of the Christ in Christmas day.

I'll keep this baby out all year, from my sight it will not part.

I haven't lost the spirit, it was right here, in my heart.

                                           Diane Goold, 2014

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