Put away the decorations
Store the wrapping paper and the lights
The feast of the returning sun is over
And all are turned toward the light
What is done is done
That chapter’s finished
We open to another page
We move again around the circle
As the sun begins its climb again
Golden rays are reaching
Through the window
In hopes of Spring
The happiness it brings
Some things will change
And some will stay the same
It’s no use clinging to the past
There may be loss
There may be gain
But through it all may love
And grace remain
