Village Bells

How soft the sound of those village bells
Falling upon our ears
The memory kindled of days gone by
Recollections of all the years

As decades roll into each other
We reminisce with one another
Generations wane, the photos yellow
And as we age we too grow mellow

Winter in North Hill, kids gather round
Eyes open with wonder
In an old fashion town
Winter in Hubbard, see how they run
Through the snow and leaves
In the December sun

Oh let us pray and let us give thanks
For the gift above all gifts
And let us raise our hands to the Son
Oh let us remember this..

As decades roll into each other
We reminisce with one another
Generations wane, the photos yellow
And as we age we too grow mellow

Winter in North Hill, kids gather round
Eyes open with wonder
In an old fashion town
Winter in Hubbard, see how they run
Through the snow and leaves
In the December sun

How soft the sound of those village bells
Falling upon our ears
The memory kindled of days gone by
Recollections of all the years