A Christmas Gift
A Christmas gift was given me
By my granddaughter on my knee;
Thinking that I knew Santa Claus,
Before she spoke she took a pause
Then continued excitedly:
“Grandpapa”, she said pleasantly
“Can I ask for gifts not for me?”
Can I ask to give all Grandpas
A Christmas gift?”
All I could say was, “Certainly”
Then I asked her, “What would that be?”
She smiled a smile that has no flaws,
“To all be like you are because,
To all the grandkids you would be
A Christmas gift.”
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