There’s an angel standing on the lawn

She’s beautiful as a midsummer’s dawn

Her hair is dark, and her eyes are bold

Her wings are made of gossamer and gold


She never speaks a word, but lights up the night

Bathing my whole house in bright, hoary light

Holding a lantern in one of her hands

Though she never moves an inch from the spot where she stands


My angel is a sign that Christmastime is near

The happiest of seasons, the best of the whole year

A time for joy and beauty, and angels shining bright

The electric lights which burn their beauty late into the night


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