The Christmas Present
She sits by the fire 'til the flames go out
All alone in her rocking chair
Another Christmas Eve has come and gone
But no one seems to care
Her children, now grown with kids of their own
But they just don't visit anymore
Her husband passed away ten years ago
She couldn't know what life had in store
She tucks the blanket underneath her chin
As she rocks the night away
She closes her eyes and begins to dream
As the night turns into day
Awakened by a knock on her window pane
A little boy stands in the snow
She opens the door and invites him in
For he had no place to go
She sits him in her chair by the fireplace
To warm his frost-bitten feet
She goes to the kitchen to get some food
To offer him something to eat
The little boy smiles and says, "Thank you, Mam"
As he hands her an empty bowl
It warmed her heart to see him smile
And touched her very soul
They talked for what seemed like hours
'Til the little boy fell asleep
He stayed all night 'til the morning came
For the snow was just too deep
When the woman awoke the very next day
Where he went, she just didn't know
For he was gone before the sun came up
But there were'nt any tracks in the snow
The very next night she closed her eyes
And left this world behind
That's when Jesus took her by the hand
And said, "Thank You for being so kind"
"For I was the boy who had no shoes,
And you sit Me down by the fire,
You fed Me when I hungered so,
A gift I truly admire"
"I was a stranger on Christmas morning
With no place to lay my head,
You opened up your heart to Me,
And offered Me your bed"
"So Thank You for this Christmas present,
And Merry Christmas too,
Enter in My child well done,
For here's My gift to you"
Copyright © Larry Belt | Year Posted 2010
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