T'was days before Christmas and it didn't seem so,
Cheer and Goodwill, had flown out of the window;
Three precious gifts, were nowhere to be found,
tho' I searched and sought, and looked all around.
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So beautiful, Faith was the first gift, without Faith, I'm lost, Steadfast and constant, Peace is the cost; Wonderful composition and the gift of Christmas for Lord. All should be touched by this loving poem.
I love this poem sooo sooo much...! ! Thumbs up