December Birthday

Back in the year of '67,
A Christmas gift came straight from Heaven.
Among the tissues, lying there,
A baby girl wrapped up with care.

It seemed to our astonished eyes
That we had won the Yuletide prize.
We searched for chip or mar or crack.
We didn't want to send her back.

She came with assured guarantee
She was just what she seemed to be.
And so we celebrate each year
In honor of this gift, most dear.

In five more days, another birth
Will be proclaimed throughout the earth.
We'll celebrate His birthday too
And thank Him for the gift of you.

Joyce