THE GIFT

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T'was the morning of Christmas,

and all through this place

A smile was planted on everyone's face.
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Payton was the first to arise with delight

Not to peak at the presents

Took all of his might.

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He waited with patience

For his sisters to arise

Finally, presents...but first a surprise.

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We tip-toed as quickly

As we were able

One present we found right there on the table.

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"FOR JESUS" it said

As the kids looked with glee

What on earth could this possible be?

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Then they remembered

FHE Monday night

Could it be what we said...oh, it just might.

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They unwrapped the box

With sweet, tender love

And realized it WAS from them to above.

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The gifts we would give

To the Savior this year

Placed in this box to draw us more near.

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Dad would give prayer

More patience from mother

Payton would do service projects for others.

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For those who were hurt

Savannah'd be there

Jilli would be nice and just try to play fair

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From Isabelle she

Would continue to love

From all of us more reverence when we pray to above.

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The last gift from all

Was to love on another

Like Jesus loves us and our sisters and brothers.

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When we were all finished

So much more there could be

The things we could do for our Savior to see.

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The rest of the morning

Just like normal was spent

With presents, and candy and holiday scent.

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But for just a few moments

Before the presents for each

The meaning of Christmas, our hearts it did reach.

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For us, Christ was born

And he lived and he died.

But he lives now for us to return to his side.

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Clarissa Gifford

12-26-2008