Grandpa, tell us the story of the First Christmas Day!
Cause we love hearing it told in your own special way!

Why yes children, I'd love to tell all of you today,
But first let's bow all our heads and silently pray.

Are you ready now? Well I am too!
Now this beautiful story I'll tell to you.

In days of old, a Prophet told,
The Son of God would a Virgin hold!



The Wise Men came from far and near,
To gaze upon His face so dear.

Mary smiled at her Babe so fair,
As Heavenly music filled the air.

The Wise Men entered and bowed so deep,
And laid their Gifts at Jesus' feet.

And so began the first Christmas Day,
It's because of Jesus we celebrate this way.



So always remember on Christmas Morn,
That on this day our Savior was born.

Christmas isn't about presents, or Santa at all,
It's about Jesus' Birthday, Gods gift to us all!


© Sherry Falling leaf Jones
Nov. 20, 2006
Southern Tuscarora Tribe
Indian Woods Reservation
Bertie Co.,N.C.