I see the countless Christmas trees, around the world below,
With tiny lights, like Heaven's stars,reflecting on the snow.
The sight is so spectacular, please wipe away the tears,
For I am spending Christmas, with Jesus Christ this year.
 
I hear the many Christmas songs that people hold so dear,
But the sounds of music can't compare with the Christmas choir up here.
I have no words to tell you, the joy their voices bring,
For it is beyond description, to hear the angels sing.
I know how much you miss me, I see the pain inside your heart,
But I am not so far away, we really aren't apart.
So be happy for me, dear ones, you know I hold you dear,
And be glad I'm spending Christmas, with Jesus Christ this year.
I sent you each a special gift, from my heavenly home above,
I sent you each a memory, of my undying love.
After all, love is a gift more precious than pure gold,
It was always most important, in the stories Jesus told.
Please love and keep each other, as my Father said to do,
For I can't count the blessings or love, He has for each of you.
So have a Merry Christmas and wipe away that tear,
Remember, I am spending Christmas with Jesus Christ this year.
This poem was written by a 13 year old boy who died of a brain tumor that he had battled for four years. He died on December 14, 1997. He gave this to his Mom before he died.
His name was Ben.
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Click on the jumpin' angel and she'll hop n' skip you "Home".
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