The Lost Spirit
I searched for the spirit of Christmas
In a silent, white starlit night,
And then on the city sidewalks
With store windows gay and bright.
I visited Toyland and found there
Happiness and real joy,
In the picture of children with Santa
As he promised each one a toy.
Then I took my babes to the manger
To wish the Christ Child well,
And there by the candle-lit crib
I captured the magic spell.
In the eyes of my own little children
The spirit of Christmas shone,
With love for the child who lay there
He was truly one of their own.
Author’s note:
Our home was the gathering place for our friends and relatives on Christmas Eve. We exchanged gifts and enjoyed a great buffet luncheon. With all the work of decorating and cooking and the kids getting restless, I’d lost my Christmas spirit. I gathered my brood together and headed for the manger in our church. It was there that I captured the lost spirit that inspired me to write this poem.
~ Clara Treat
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