The winter was cold
The children were hungry
The story retold...
Is sweet and snuggly
We waited things out
They could only get better...
With faith greater than doubt
The day ended with our letter:
Today is the Lord's day
How thankful we are
In His name we pray
And know He is not far
For on our doorstep came
A turkey rather fat
Splendid wooden games
And woollen gloves with hats
To: who ever left all this
We'll reread our thanks each year
Ever filled with promise
To reminisce with tears
Every Christmas we'll play
These games into the night
Then to someone's dark doorway
We'll share of our Lord's light
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