. . . THE PRESENT . . .
Nestled 'neath the Christmas tree,
Among tinsel and sparkling lights;
Lay a package in red and green splendor,
Much to the child's delight.
Little hands reached out eagerly,
Tore paper away without care;
Searching for the greatest gift,
He was sure that he would find there.
Before him the package was empty,
And the paper torn all apart;
The Mother spoke gently to the child,
"The Present is there in your heart."
Through tears of disappointment,
He tried so to understand,
The Gift he received on that winter day,
Would remain as boy became man.
For years he remembered his Mother's words,
Of the Present from Heaven above;
The Greatest Gift he ever received,
Jesus, the Gift of God's love.
Allison Chambers Coxsey ©1996 ~ All Rights Reserved
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