Round and round the clock hands turn,

Beautiful sounds, with every hour, are heard.

The Christmas clock plays songs of the heart,

Silent night, Gingle Bells, Hark the Herald

Angels sing.

Oh! Christmas tree, Come all ye’ faithful

Are tunes to the ear,

Throughout the day, they play in the air.

The Christmas clock tells time for the

Season,

To bed it rests in silence until the next

December.

Keith Garrett