Its the Spirit

Its not the packages tied up in ribbons and lace nor the gift cards full of money to waste

It is much, much more than any one thing to place, it is the smile upon a young and old face

That spirit deep, deep inside behind the heart, behind the mind, it reaches the soul

The gift of life is the greatest of all, it lives it breathes and can't be replaced

No material objects will last a lifetime more beautiful than the song you sing to my hearts

Content it brings all the things I feel inside and reminds me of his sacrifice its glory

For the paintings on the walls in my mind and the strings and keys and winds

That send me to a season of symphony of the elegance the gifts of talents

The voices soprano and alto they all harmonize in joyous love the spirit

Its the gift of each day, each moment in time that lasts and melts into the spring

Then begins to play another year another song, the dance of time be it this holiday

It lies deep inside its the spirit