Very First Christmas, TreAnna B.

Very First Christmas

By TreAnna B.

Sparkling icicles hang in a row 

The landscape is covered with pure white snow 

Delicate flakes still fall from the sky 

Reminding us all that Christmas is nigh

Decorations, parties, presents, and bows 

I sigh as I watch how our Christmas tree glows 

This is all beautiful, enchantment galore 

But I just keep wondering isn't there more?

I feel as if I'm missing a piece of the puzzle 

Christmas should be more than eggnog to guzzle 

Isn't there a story told every year 

That shows us the meaning of Christmas so clear

An infant born in the soft sweet hay 

Because every inn turned His parents away 

This was the birth and the very first year 

The reason behind all this holiday cheer

A star hung so brightly that night in the sky 

For three wise men to find the Christ child by 

Angels sang sweetly in the sky up above 

Telling the shepherds of God's great love

Animals gathered around Him as well 

For even they knew of the story to tell 

On this night of all nights, gathered round in the hay 

No one knew of the great price he would pay