O Yuletide Poem by H E Alexander

Yuletide, O Yuletide,
sweet, loving time of the year,
when kindred joins hands and
a mother's kind hand
wipes away a happy tear.

Children, dear children,
bring back with you your love,
your hopes, your doubts and
whatever you've planned;
may you still have dreams enough.

My wife, lovely wife,
my strength, my eternal friend,
rejoice now in the love
that we are blessed of
and know it will never end.