It is not in the silent snowfall. Nor branches coated with rime,
Fading over time It is not in the festive packages, Nor the gifts that emerge from the wrap, Nor the early dark that begs A winter’s nap. It is not in the oven, nor fireplace,
Nor steaming sage dressing and gravy For savory meats.
Nor the dazzling displays on the square, Nor the green braided garland Upon the stair.
It is not in bustling shoppers,
Nor the choirs singing carols In concert halls. Where is Christmas?
It is found in the humblest of people, As daily they follow their King Obediently; forgiveness and mercy Do they bring.
And for each who knows where to find it, Surely Christmas will ever be near, Let this message inspire true Charity, Year after year!
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Where
is Christmas? 
Nor
echoes of calling children 
Nor
in baking and tasting of treats, 
It
is not in the tinseled pine trees, 
Nor
the patient Santas in malls, 
