Mass done, special child adorn,

God’s one and only ,born .

Humble house of royalty ,set,

Yes ass and oxen, as a pet.

Excited both big and small, begin,

Forgive to all, even those who sin.

Smell of roasted honeyed ham.

Children excited as from pram.

We children, experience peace and love,

No time for misery or push or shove.

Memory of time as little child,

Yes of racing heart, running wild.

Anticipation of presents galore,

Expecting gifts, dreams of store.

Now as adult all excited still,

Happiness, love ,hearts to fill.

Celebrate the child deep within,

This Christmas time, to banish sin.

Douglas Raeside