Holiday On The Hill
The moon shines from miles above,
Yet a Chapel still can be seen.
The world is silent,
Yet a choir still can be heard.
Voices welcome the community,
And the people quickly enter.
The sacred tradition has begun again.
Once the lessons have been told,
The congregation departs.
But the love remains in their hearts.
Soon the world is no longer still.
This is a holiday on The Hill.
— Isabella Villarreal, Class of 2021