The Greatest Gift
Today is Christmas after
We had no gifts from yesterday
It was a usual lovely dinner
With much to thank for and to pray.
But I am still unwrapping
God's greatest Gift to me,
His Love in Jesus keeps on coming
Each day is Christmas, I can see.
His Gift had blessed my family
With simple joys and love,
Christ in us gives Peace to be
A daily feast from up above.
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This poem was featured in the Faithwriters Jewel Chest, December,2009.
poem by Cynthia Buhain-Baello
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