'twas 11 days before Christmas, around 9:38
when 20 beautiful children stormed through the gate.
their smiles were contagious, their laughter filled the air.
they could hardly believe all the beauty they saw there.
they were filled with such joy, they didn't know what to say.
they remembered nothing of what had happened that day.
"where are we?" whispered a boy, as quiet as a mouse.
"this is heaven." declared a small girl. "it's Christmas at God's house."
when what to their wondering eyes did appear,
but Jesus, their savior, and the children gathered near.
He looked at them and smiled, and they smiled just the same.
then He opened His arms and He called them by name.
and in that moment was joy, that only heaven can bring
those children all flew into the arms of their King
and as they lingered in the warmth of His embrace,
one small girl turned and looked at Jesus' face.
and as if He could read all the questions she had
He gently whispered to her, "I'll take care of mom and dad."
then He looked down on earth, the world far below
He saw all of the hurt, the sorrow, and woe
then He closed His eyes and He outstretched His hand,
"Let my power and presence re-enter the land!"
He and the children stood up without a sound.
"come now my children, let me show you around."
then excitement followed grace, some skipped and some ran.
all displaying enthusiasm that only small children can.
and He was heard to proclaim as they faded from sight,
"in the midst of this darkness, I am still the light."
Written by Cameo Smith, Mt. Wolf, PA