Christmas

October 15, 2017

Christmas

by Abby James

Snowfalls gently on the world outside.

Looking under the tree, their eyes open wide

They see presents filled with wonderful toys

Which fill all children with great joy.

Ripping the paper, what do they See?

Dolls, and trains, and even a MP3.

When all is unwrapped underneath the star

They put on their dress clothes and get in the car.

For what we must remember on this Christmas day

ls the birthday of the light truth and way.

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