You have to hold
him up to see
The angel on the
Christmas tree.
And even though
he's still too
small
To know the
meaning of it
all
You watch his
eyes reflect the
glow
Of colored
lights that come
and go
And feel him
quiver with
delight
At every new and
wondrous sight.
There's Santa
with his jolly
face
Beaming from the
fireplace.
And from the
stocking hanging
there
Peeks a cuddly
teddy bear.
Bright ornaments
and candy canes
--
Musical toy and
wooden trains --
There's just no
end to the
delights
Spread out for
him this night
of nights!
He points and
grins from ear
to ear
And then he
yawns - his
bedtime's near!
Dad gives him a
kiss and you
tuck him away
To rest up for
the fun of his
first Christmas
Day!
