There's hustle and there's bustle at Christmas time, you know<br /> As frost gathers on the pane and the ground turns white with snow<br /> People scurrying here and they're busy all day long<br /> Awaiting the Christmas holiday, the feasting and the song<br /> <br /> What is there in this season that makes us feel so good<br /> It is comradeship those friendly smiles, the carols or the food<br /> Maybe it's the spirit that permeates the air<br /> The wonderment of children knowing Santa'll soon be here<br /> <br /> Could it be the Yuletide logs cracking on the fire<br /> The pudding cakes and candy of which we never tire<br /> Or is it all the shopping which is a favourite part<br /> Searching for a fitting for those dear to our heart<br /> <br /> Is it looking for a Christmas tree amidst the forest green<br /> Hoping to find the perfect tree of which we often dream<br /> Decorating, hanging lights, making such a fuss<br /> Those are things which we all do that means so much to us<br /> <br /> Still we know there's more than that, more than meets the eye<br /> Especially on that holy night, we gaze toward the sky<br /> That star is still there, shining over centuries still the same<br /> Reminding us that long ago t'was the might that Jesus came   Submitted By: NULL