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She said my daddy passed away

as she sit upon my knee.

She played with my snow white beard

two nites before christmas eve.



Mom said God made him a star

for all the world to see.

I see him up there every night

and he shines real bright for me.



Sometimes mom and me

stare at the star lite sky

She always has a smile on her face,

but sometime tears fill her eyes.



So Santa heres my wish

it's the only thing I need

To wake up christmas morning

with that star upon our tree.



I told this girl to always

in God and Santa believe.

But sometimes all her wishes

she would not always recieve.



The next day her mom came by

and rushed up to see me.

She said your not gonna believe

what we found at our christmas tree.



On top of the tree was the brightest star

that we had ever seen.

I believe Gods hands put it there

to show people to believe.



We hugged and cried and watched the star

as its brightness began to fade.

And in the place of the star

I saw my husbands face.



So tonight my family and I

will look to the heavens above.

And find the star most brightest

that God hung there with care and LOVE.



(withpen_inhand)

Buren



December 20, 2006