Drifting on wings of an agnel,
The stairway to Heaven unfolds,
The steps leading up to a city,
The pathways transparent of gold.
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The circle of love spins around us,
Its pattern of joy never ends,
For the beauty of love in a marriage,
Is found in the union of friends.
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On a wintry night surrounded in peace,
Snowflakes tattooing the air,
Echoes of grace whisper in joy
That God is as near as a prayer.
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Softly growing in the garden of life,
Are beautiful flowers from God,
Lovingly planted inside our hearts,
Lining the pathways we trod.
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As I look through the window of friendship,
I see in the gentle wind,
The whispered breeze of an angel,
It is in the image of 'friend'.
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Deep in the heart of a country,
In the heart of a man, so dear,
Dwelled a father who tended a garden,
Where love grew through the years.
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The window of Heaven is open,
The angels can fly to and fro,
And those that I love can all gather,
And look down at Christmas below.
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An aged vine in a vineyard,
Grew strong in a Gardener's love,
Each day it grew in its beauty,
Through strength from the sun up above.
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Ssshhh – listen close to the whispers of God,
His presence is fluttering near,
Like butterflies loosened from heaven,
In them His image is clear.
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I peered through my window this evening,
Searching for signs of the time,
Looking for sprinkles of Christmas,
Dreaming of things I would find.
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