A Merry Christmas; Born is the Savior’s Son

That twinkling smile, those rosy cheeks,
the sparkling joy all in those eyes.
A Tinseled town with snowy peaks
awaits a flawless newborn’s sigh.
 
On this star festive sparkling night,
in a town mostly fast asleep,
a star in the heavens, most bright,
guided these poor, wealthy and meek.
 
A stable’s floor spread with hay,
was the one place left at the inn.
A star had shined not far away
as cherubs danced with Seraphims.
                                      
Gifts of wisdom, incense and myrrh
found their way to this baby’s smile,
and through the night, not a stir,
as all were tired and slept a while.
 
Love's innocence grew in our hearts,
and lifted us lighter than air.
We floated on high, never to part
from the things that love has to share.

An Angel from heaven appeared,
warning Joseph, Mary, and child.
The state of the mean king was feared,
so Mary and Joseph used guile.
 
Into the dark, under the stars
they cautiously slipped out of sight.
Now, today, our Christmas looms large
'cause of who was born on this night.
 
Many have had their own thoughts
of how Christmas may have begun.
There were many gifts that were brought, 
but none best as the Savior’s son.