My father came to visit me and mine eyes were filled with tears
It wasn’t pain at seeing him but he was dead just a year
And he told me about Jesus and God’s great holy plan
Then he paused in sadness there, as he spoke of my fellow man
He said we’d need to change and love each one as ourselves
To hide away our differences high upon the shelves
And now that it was Christmas-tide to hold our loved ones near
And he kissed me gently on my brow and I held that kiss so dear
And I asked him how he was but no questions were answered so
Just a constant smiling contentment told me all I had to know
And like a child on Christmas eve he placed my blanket tight
And to remember what he said and then
He said Good night.
And when the morning came
I woke then with a smile.
He had left me all those months ago
But it only seemed a while.
Yet his message was still clear and it sent me on my way
I rose and laughed and smiled and gave thanks
To Christmas Day.