A Small Stone for Christmas - Bao Binh
Every Christmas
A small stone warms my hands
Soft memories glow like candles in my heart
A child listens
Asking stories before sleep
I begin softly holding time inside words
A gift once given from hands reaching care before her birth
Before the years could turn
Love keeps shining when seasons drift away
Hope survives in simple things we share
I whisper kindness into the quiet night
Life returns every Christmas, my soul
Years pass gently
As stowaways on my desk
I greet a memory wishing work turns into dreams
I wish him peace wherever life may lead
A child believes good grows when shared
Love keeps shining when seasons drift away
Hope survives in simple things we share
I whisper kindness into the quiet night
Life returns every Christmas, my soul
The greatest presents cost nothing but a heart
Grateful I stand letting love teach me