Christmas
What could be sweeter on Christmas Morn,
The day that Jesus Christ was born,
The day that little babes arise,
To face the day in glad surprise.
The eyes of a child upon this day,
The lips of a child and what they say,
Is worth it's weight in shiny gold,
To hear their excited stories told.
All of this is great indeed,
but what of babes that have no need,
To shout and laugh, who all believed,
In something they have not received?
For happy spirit and blessed mind,
Please save a Christmas that could be blind,
For some little child and your repay,
God's Blessings on this Blessed Day....
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