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