The Christmas Gift

A Christmas Gift O Dear Lord My earnest prayer For my dear friend And grief she bears. Her Pastor husband Passed away Few days before This Christmas Day. She’s quite a gal So faithful stood And helped him with The Sheep she could. Her children dear She’s kept them close And passed this year With promised hope. But now she sits This day in tears For it is almost Been a year. The Christmas Tree Before her sets She has her lights And ornaments. And just again Her tears of grief She couldn’t lift A hook or piece. Two Doves appeared In radiant white And lifted garland Round and tight. One by one They hooked and pinned Each ornament And tinsel thin The tree it glowed Its lights so bright The beauty shown Throughout the night. She slept so sound And dreamed that he Her husband came and Dressed the tree. And when she woke From grief worn eyes There it was To her surprise Decorated Beyond compare A Glorious tree But how and where? A message held A top the tree By two white doves So cozily She took it down With breath so tight She told herself O what a night! “I am not far As you can see I love you All Eternity.” She gasped in awe His picture drew She held it close Her heart anew She smiled soft And no more tears He’d be with her Another year. The magic of This Christmas Tree A gift of Love From Eternity