SEASON. The frosty wind rattles Snows falling tinderly on the ground A season that heals every wound A time where everyone go on the razzle. The lights on the street blinking And the stars above twinkling A season that brings peace A time where everyone is at ease. The smell of Christmas floating in the air Carols and laughter everywhere A season that praise Christ with one voice A time where everyone rejoice. The celebration will not go in vain For worthy is the lamb that was slain. Aien.Jr season