As I feel the air gets cooler
And watch the sun sets sooner,
With trees once full of colors
Now bare and stripped of power.
Remind me well summer is over
Christmastime, just around the corner!

Bright lights all around me
Cast their spell on many.
Christmas trees decked in beauty,
Wreaths of holly, Rudolph and Frosty,
Now on TV!

Warms thoughts of family,
Friendly smiles and love 'round me.
Heralding one reality,
The little Child born of Mary.

O Jesus-Child, Word of the Father,
A mystery from all eternity.
Now conceived, made incarnate,
Born in our time from the womb of Immaculate.

Long expected hope of many,
Child-Redeemer, Relief of the needy.
Thought to come in royal majesty,
Revealed instead in utter poverty,
In that stable poor and filthy,
With the animals attending thee.

On that silent night,
When the world was busy,
Isaiah's prophecy came to be!
O what joy this world has known,
At last! God's promise was shown.

What more for us to long for?
Heaven itself promised to the faithful.  

Infant King you humbled yourself.
You left your majesty for love of me.
Accept my offering made in poverty.
Myself, Child-Jesus, only for thee.
In life and death to give you glory.
Always aided by your Mother Mary.
 
Sr. Helena of Mary, O.Carm