Why Is There a Light?

On a night so cold We have heard the Angel's on high A Christmas concert memory Our Ride home not yet complete My Son so precious Beaming through a frosted window Out of his babe mouth...... "Why is there a Light up there?"(on a pole) My mind on the road ahead Not giving a thorough process the words from my mouth.... "Why to show where the pole is" My son so sweet Looking with innocent eyes Continued his words with..... "Why is the pole there?" My brain still focused on driving Not following the last request my words flowed from the storage "Why to hold up the light" My son so tender, quiet for an hour Then laughed out loud...... "Does God hold us up?"(as the pole) "While we Shine to show where he is?" Truth!!!!! Athena Charlotte