• The snow was falling,
    children crawling,
    icicles hung from the windows.

    All faces were smiling,
    the snow was now piling,
    and Christmas was coming fast.

    But a sorry day it was,
    Christmas indeed,
    Because it went by so fast.

    So a child wished,
    upon a very star,
    to make Christmas last.

    The days went on,
    people sung songs,
    and children were filed with glee.

    But everyone forgot,
    the very one thought,
    that had filled that one child with glee.

    So the child again,
    sighed sadly and said,
    "Why can't anyone see?"

    "Its not about the gifts,
    the parades and the toys,
    Its about love, happiness, and the joy."