Mike And Janet Taylor (Cousin To David)
We were sorry to hear about the loss of your mother and know there will be a emptiness in your heart as you miss her presence. This poem may bring some peace, just thinking of the joy that is now hers.
I'm Spending My Christmas With Jesus
I see the countless Christmas trees
Around the world below,
With tiny lights like heaven's stars
Reflecting on the snow.
I hear the many Christmas songs
That people hold so dear,
But the sound of music can't compare,
With the Christmas choir up here.
For I have no words to tell you
The joy their voices bring,
For it's beyond description
To hear the angels sing.
Please let your hearts be joyful,
And let your spirit sing,
For I am spending Christmas in Heaven,
And I am walking with the King.

