I see Christmas in a child’s eyes,
bright,
sparkling with innocence,
ready to trust the beauty
in each new day.
I see Christmas in a child’s eyes,
cheery,
serene in small joys,
eager to hold a hand for guidance.
I see Christmas in a child’s eyes,
a gentle tear,
a blink of renewal,
a hug of reassurance
for the world
Check writes from North Wildwood.
