Christmas Gifts
She went to the mall and pulled out the card
She wanted it all for she had worked so hard
Going to this store and that store over there
And she wanted even more like she didn't have a care
Up to the next floor as the packages soon would build
It was a lot for sure but this is what she had willed
A few more last minute things and one really special gift
Oh the joy shopping brings and how it gives you such a lift
With so much in hand she could hardly carry anymore
So I couldn't understand as she hit that last store
Lugging all this stuff out and finally finding her car
She soon pulled out but didn't end up going very far
For just over the hill and in a lot just off to the right
A run down house on a hill such a barren looking sight
Setting the gifts at the door she knocked and drove away
For what this family had in store is really everyone’s story today
But it’s not on the door step or alongside a tree
It’s in the Manger.
A priceless Gift that many will never open.
Open it up!
Copyright © Vincent Flannery | Year Posted 2013
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