The trip across the Desert, was so very long and hard. Mary knew that soon was time, for her to born our Lord. She was riding on a Donkey, It was so very hard on them. Soon off in the far distance, saw the lights of Bethlehem. They would go from inn to inn, looking for a place to stay. The only thing that was found, was a manger and soft hay. Joseph hurried made Mary a bed, a soft warm bed of straw. An Angel appeared from Heaven, and a very brite Star they saw. A beautiful Child born this night, in the city of Bethlehem. Shepherds, Kings came from afar, With gifts and to worship him. The Animals stood there amased, even Kings where kneeling down. The Child born to us on this day, is now known the world around. This Child his name is Jesus, born to save us from our sin's. To be crucified upon the cross, so we can live in heaven with Him. Christmas the day we celebrate, The day of Jesus and his birth. We give gifts and praise to him, and ask peace upon the Earth. © Walt Chapman 12/09/2001