The Best Christmas of All
Do you remember when we were small?
Our parents had no money at all
They would feed all us children the best way they could
And keep us warm with sticks from the wood
Do you remember getting up in the cold light of dawn
Father telling us about a child who’d been born?
He was laid in a manger for his bed
A bright star was shining overhead
Three wise men travelled night and day
To get to the place where baby Jesus lay
Dressed in coats that were trimmed with fur
They gave him gold, and frankincense, and myrrh
Do you remember the tree our Father had found?
Deep in the wood sprouting out of the ground
All of the branches hung down low
You could see Father’s footprints there in the snow
He’d sat carving figures all through the night
And there, under the tree, we saw such a sight!
Baby Jesus snuggled up in a manger so warm
And his mother and father, smiling down on that tiny form
You had a wooden boat; I got a wooden bat and a little ball
Those are the gifts I will treasure most of all
So thank you so much for your gold watch, and the silver pen
But you know the best Christmas presents I ever had
Were the ones in the wood, way back then
One of mine.
