A CHRISTMAS PRAYER.  A CHILD'S VIEW          Snowflakes softly falling         Upon your window play,          Your blankets snug around you,          into sleep you drift away.          I bend to gently kiss you,           when I see that on the floor          There's a letter, neatly written,            I wonder who it's for.          I quietly unfold it              making sure you're still asleep,          It's a Christmas list for Santa--                one my heart will always keep.          It started just as always            with the toys seen on TV,          A new watch for your father             and a winter coat for me.          But as my eyes read on            I could see that deep inside          There were many things you wished for               that your loving heart would hide.          You asked if your friend Molly          could have another dad;          It seems her father hits her           and it makes you very sad.          Then you asked dear Santa            if the neighbors down the street          Could find a job, that he might have           some food, and clothes, and heat.          You saw a family on the news            whose house had blown away;          "Dear Santa, send them just one thing             a place where they can stay."          "And Santa, those four cookies              that I left you for a treat,          Could you take them to the children               who have nothing else to eat?"          "Do you know that little bear I have--           the one I love so dear?          I'm leaving it for you to take             to Africa this year."          "And as you fly your reindeer          on this night of Jesus' birth,          Could your magic bring to everyone             goodwill and peace on earth?"          "There's one last thing before you go-            so grateful I would be--          If you'd smile at Baby Jesus             in the manger by our tree."          I pulled the letter close to me             I felt it melt my heart.          Those tiny hands had written           what no other could impart.          "And a little child shall lead them,"          was whispered in my ear          As I watched you sleep on Christmas Eve              while Santa Claus was here. Author Unknown     Background tiles are from www.grsites.com and Graphics-4-U Assembled by ξтєяпаІ♥♥Сяєатіөиѕ. Oct. 2006