JINGLE TILLS, JINGLE TILLS

JINGLE TILLS, JINGLE TILLS

Rushing and fussing I race all round town,
Trying and buying, I drag bags around;
Would Jackie like this? Would Sarah like that?
If I get it wrong, then I'll look like a prat.
My blood pressure rises, my wallet grows thin,
I hate Christmas shopping; I\'d so love a gin...
This is the season of hope and good cheer -
I\'ll be glad when it\'s over, at least for this year!

- By Rebecca Warren

It's Christmas Time Again

It's Christmas Time Again
(by Bob Lazzar-Atwood)

Put your problems on probation
Run your troubles off the track,
Throw your worries out the window
Get the monkeys off your back.
Silence all your inner critics
With your conscience make amends,
And allow yourself some happiness
It's Christmas time again!

Call a truce with those who bother you
Let all the fighting cease,
Give your differences a breather
And declare a time of peace,
Don't let angry feelings taint
The precious time you have to spend,
And allow yourself some happiness
It's Christmas time again!

Like some cool refreshing water
Or a gentle summer breeze,
Like a fresh bouquet of flowers
Or the smell of autumn leaves,
It's a banquet for the spirit
Filled with family, food and friends,
So allow yourself some happiness
It's Christmas time again!

Oh Little Child

Oh Little child
~ written by Roger J. Robicheau

Oh Little child so near the tree
The precious view you clearly see

Adorned in white, a glistened sight
A chilling warmth, it's nearly night

Excitement grows within each eye
A splendid match, so bright yet shy

You make each wish, each secret part
A ray with God, so fills your heart

Your wants are small, unselfish child
Not to be wrapped, branded or styled

A world of hope, filled full of peace
A caring call, let love increase

Next year this child so wants to be
Back out to watch, this growing tree

What of our choice as time goes by
Will hope and peace and love climb high