Twinkle, twinkle little bell,
Christmas is coming is what you tell.
People smiling and greeting each other,
Carols abound in the air they hover.
All of the children are as good as can be,
Awaiting Christmas morning to be thrilled to a "T."
Moms, Dads, grams and gramps are also enjoying,
All of the traditions of true Christmas making.
A tiny four-year-old "made my day,"
Happy Birthday Jesus was all he could say.
He then ran to his family and gave each other a hug,
Everyone who watched him felt their heart give a tug.
No greater gift can anyone receive,
than a gift of love from a child who believes.
- Gladys Franan
