She feels that life is passing her by, with no one to share
that one day melts into the next, and no body to care

All around town, trees are trimmed and adorned with lights
of these she sees all, but can not feel them right

Lost in a world of lonliness..drifting on a broken heart
Day gives way to the night and she walks in quiet solitude
searching, yet sure, there is no life renewed

Wandering thru the park, she sits to cry on a bench
tears flow freely, tissues in hand she does clench

Out of the shadows a stranger appeared and sat
gently his eyes implored, and he removed his hat

As she tried to control the sobs, he offered his shoulder
she whispered and told him , "To be young, not older."

He gently lifted her face, pointed her hand to the sky
eyes following, she gazed at the shooting star on high

"Make a wish" he said softly, and she shut her eyes tight
with all that she had, for perfect Christmas delight

It was the most percious vision she had ever seen
sparkling and glittering trail of light so clean

The stranger then stood and extended out his hand
It was warm and soft, she held and entered new land

Suddenly, all was clearer and brighter then ever before
Everything was wonderous, like a kid in a candy store

She wanted to run, explore all things with new eyes
Christmas was coming and it would be her prize

The Santa on the corner waved and seemed to wink
In his fluffy, furry red and white suite, again blink

Joyfully running, window to window her stranger in tow
She sought out the decorations and jumped in snow

Finding new treasures with each turn, bows and bells
Holly and wreaths, twinkling lights casting their spells

Horse drawn sleighs with lovers, the church bell chimes
all seem to remind her of childhood and better times

Of mom baking cookies and mincemeat pies and turkey
presents under the tree and everyone so perky

Mistletoe hung and kisses to be had, there was always love
family and friends gathered around the tree, sort of

With her stanger, she cherished the Christmas cheer
and began to look forward the the up coming year

But as with small children, the excitement was too much
the stranger guided her home with his golden touch

Exhausted, she was nearly asleep as she fell on the bed
with this the stranger covered her, kissed her head

On Christmas morn she awoke, feeling refreshed, alive
she jumped up to check to see if Santa did arrive

She remembered she is grown but with childish grace
she raises her head, to top of tree, Christmas Angels face