‘born in a manger, new hope in a hopeless world, the baby Jesus”
As the candles glow, with love we hold the Shammash, adding light each night
The malls gone vacant, presents bought finally wrapped, wallets cry uncle.
Baubled branches glow, evergreen and twinkling lights, glowing tinseled tree
Flurries waltz in wind one green trees adorned in white, peek through my window,”