One christmas night when I was young
we looked up to the sky to see
a Christmas star, all glowing bright,
giving warmth to all who see.
“It’s just a star,” my friends all said
mocking me the following year
but life is like a snow-blown sled
filled with fun and some cold cheer.
I grew up soon and had children
and told them of the Christmas star
wonder’s fun spread there again
and they asked to see it from afar.
I stayed inside while they stepped out
to look up in that sky again
but I heard a sound they made about
happy cheeps like winter hens.
I stepped outside and looked up high
the star was back for all to see
my mind drifted to that childhood sky
but my kids all smiled up at me.
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