1971
Poetry
by Michael F. Nyiri
Christmas Card IV
Christmas is white Snow fell on the mountains All through the night Christmas is green The house smells luscious When the tree's brought in Christmas is blue The sky is brilliant Through and through Christmas is red Memories recounting glory Of the One who bled Christmas is love And we will worship Our God above
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