Oh Little child

Oh Little child so near the tree

The precious view you clearly see

Adorned in white, a glistened sight

A chilling warmth, it's nearly night

Excitement grows within each eye

A splendid match, so bright yet shy

You make each wish, each secret part

A ray with God, so fills your heart

Your wants are small, unselfish child

Not to be wrapped, branded or styled

A world of hope, filled full of peace

A caring call, let love increase

Next year this child so wants to be

Back out to watch, this growing tree

What of our choice as time goes by

Will hope and peace and love climb high

written by Roger J. Robicheau

Sourcee: theholidayspot.com