When I was walking home one night,
I heard a small child praying,
I stopped to hear his tiny voice,
And listen to what he was saying.
He was kneeling by a little box,
And in his hand was holding,
A tiny little figure of a shepard.
He ask God if he could see his daddy,
Since it was Christmas Eve,
And said, "It's been such a long time
Since I've seen mommy smiling.
"God, please let my daddy come,
And be here with my mommy,
Because she's sick and I'm afraid,
That inside she is dying."
So, before you take my mommy too,
Would you let daddy come with you,
So she can hold his hand and then,
My mom will be with dad again.
I hope you can answer my prayer tonight,
And if you do I'll say,
"God, I hope you'll take me too,
With you soon, someday."
I want to join them badly,
Because I love them so,
That it would break my heart,
Well, I guess I'd better go.
So goodnight God, and thank you,
For listening to my prayer,
And if you want me to do anything for you,
Just call me, with mommy, up there.
After he had finished his prayer,
I saw him slowly rise,
And walk down a lonely road,
Till he was out of sight.
I pulled a cloth out of my purse,
To wipe the tears away,
Then I too said a little prayer,
Please, let this be---someday.