Thought
Simple tree of evergreen
Reach narrow point to star
Fresh scent enough to pine
For birth in manger shrine
Glass balls of gold and red
Ornaments to gladden heart
Lights give aura welcoming
Tinsel hung and glittering
Come and dress a simple tree
In all grand royal finery
So too to decorate the mind
Holy child lies there enshrined
Prayer
O Lord of joy and renewal let me decorate Thy sitting room of mind with art and flowers suited to Thy glory, not for gain or name or fame but for the sheer joy of Thy company and presence.
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