Simplicity

It's the simplest things that mean the most
The snow on the ground falling in light
Delicate lacy patterns, giving us rest
Or the baked breads coming through
The door piled on arms that care and
Voices wishing a joyous holiday
Or in the fact the shepherds came
To see the glad news, just themselves
And some of their charges, to adore
The promise of hope, good news born
Or in the lights that sparkle and shine
On a tree wrapped in the smell of green
And the homemade decorations brought
From school, each one a memory captured
It is the simplest, humble gifts that fill
Our hearts with joy and promise not
The tons of glitter and forgotten
Thank God for the manger and a babe