The Prodigal Son

Let this day vanquish our differences for father is still the head. Put by our petty grievance, let family rule the day. Come brother let us be at peace your heart can melt this snow. The voice of child was always you and the tears of ancestors now watch with pride of the man you have become. Your place in life is to be at this feast, the family is united. This legacy of Christmas joy has written your story. The manger has carried your children and a star shines upon this house because of you. So remember this day family is precious the joys of the world belong to you Happiness has smiled health is in celebration. So Grandmother be proud for this is the legacy of you. Joy permeates this house The eyes of the child look up to the family. So drink to mother and father for they gave roots to this tree. Our family is the earth and the earth is you, On this day we can all believe. The hurt of the world be gone It is a day of forgiveness and that is enough. Rejoice on this special day Christmas was born for you. The pages of time are yours to write and your story will go on and on.