© 2015 by P Michael Biggs
We are Christmas children
We grow small at Christmas
We bow the knee, the head, and the heart
And we embrace the simple joys for a
season
Children and Christmas blend as one.
Children know how to do Christmas best.
They dream and let their imaginations
soar.
They believe in miracles and make-believe
fantasies.
And they believe in a love that can be
captured
But it can’t be contained
And it can’t be explained
Children at Christmas
Let it infect one and all.
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