Ring
Aaron Brooker
There’s ice on the trees,
Time to put on the skis.
As the chorus group sings,
And the church bell rings.
Ring
Ring
Ring
Yet, not all truly hear it.
Some never go near it.
On the door, you see the light strings,
The church bell still rings.
Ring
Ring
Ring
The loud, warm sign,
That the sun will always shine.
The icy breeze stings,
As the church bell rings.
Ring
Ring
Ring
Time to watch the auroras,
And unbox the menorahs.
Time to cook all the things,
Because the church bell still rings.
Ring
Ring
Ring
All the toys have been released,
And it’s almost time to feast.
On the tree, the ornament clings.
While the church bell rings.
Ring
Ring
Ring
It's the time of gratitude,
And laughing over tables.
The dove flies over with the white wings,
Yet, the church bell still rings.
Ring
Ring
Ring
Then suddenly it’s over,
We had fun while it lasted.
It's time to welcome spring,
Hear the church bell ring,
Out.