I was among a list of objects
whose value was of fleeting joy
expecting to give lasting happiness
maybe to a busy lady
or to a lonesome boy
I was placed beneath the tree
and opened—
my wrappers eagerly teared up by hand
yet the recipient's smile
lasted but for a moment
and this I could not understand
I realized I was of tiny worth
compared to the Father's Son
the gift no worldly present can surpass
meant for each and every one
Jan 2, 2017
Jan 2, 2017 at 8:41 AM UTC
I was among a list of objects
whose value was of fleeting joy
expecting to give lasting happiness
maybe to a busy lady
or to a lonesome boy
I was placed beneath the tree
and opened—
my wrappers eagerly teared up by hand
yet the recipient's smile
lasted but for a moment
and this I could not understand
I realized I was of tiny worth
compared to the Father's Son
the gift no worldly present can surpass
meant for each and every one
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