To get a present under the tree
Not the kind that you can see
But full of light and shimmery
I shut my eyes and look up to
The one person that made dreams come true
And said to him you know what to do
There's only one thing that I ask of you
Then I lay myself down to sleep
Hoping this gift I'de get to keep
A voice said child do not weep
And filled my heart with a joyful peace
The day had come and to my surprise
A glowing light did blind my eyes
I squinted hard, I thought I died
When I saw the gift, from that special guy
No my present wasn't under the tree
Nor wrapped in pretty paper you see
But it was the present I really did need
A Guardian Angel watching over me
Author Lynda Portell
