|~ Through the Years ~
|When Christmas bells are ringing above the fields of snow,
And Christmas candles burning, giving off a peaceful glow,
We hear sweet voices singing from days of long ago.
And etched on vacant places
Are half-forgotten faces
Of friends we used to cherish,
And loves we used to know.
-- Ella Wheeler Wilcox
|Here we are as in olden days,
Happy golden days of yore;
Faithful friends who are dear to us
Gather near to us, once more.
Through the years we all will be together,
If the fates allow.
Hang a shining star upon the highest bough;
And have yourself
A merry little Christmas now.
-- Hugh Martin, Ralph Blane
|Christmas, that magic blanket that wraps itself about us. It may
weave a spell of nostalgia. It may be a day of feasting or of prayer,
but always it will be a day of remembrance - a day in which we
think of everything we have ever loved. -- Augusta E. Rundel
|When Christmas waves its wand over this world,
everything is softer and more beautiful.
-- Norman Vincent Peale
|A Christmas candle is a lovely thing; it makes no noise at all,
It softly gives itself away, while, quite unselfish, it grows small.
-- Eva K. Logue
|But I have always thought of Christmas time as a good time; a kind,
forgiving, charitable time; the only time I know of when men and
women seem by one consent to open their shut-up hearts freely.
-- Charles Dickens, "A Christmas Carol"
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