My Belief
A sudden hush of silence
When festive mirth runs high
Some people say betokens
An angel passing by.
But I believe that angels
In throngs draw nigh to hear,
When honest folk are merry
And laugh with right good cheer.
When festive mirth runs high
Some people say betokens
An angel passing by.
But I believe that angels
In throngs draw nigh to hear,
When honest folk are merry
And laugh with right good cheer.
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