Oh, Christmas.. Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Oh, Christmas blossoms white
on snowy mountains high,
you are in times starry light
where futures of man lie.

Mornings coming in caressed
giving of hope to share,
with every day it is blessed
from glory of life everywhere.

Each dream will come through
if you will give it a full try,
so much its ways are to you
reaching on to a morning sky.

Life is just going on and on
feelings come in and close,
hope is never into hopeless done
it's just there and never goes.

Oh, Christmas bright and clear
this day is so full of life's giving,
and hope is always there near
if you in its sprit is truly living.

Oh, bring your happiness in
and give its try and new call,
you'll never lose but only win
true happiness is there for all.