All my shopping's finished
All my money's spent
If I wrap these gifts up quick
I just might get them sent

Ribbons, bows & papers
Thrown most every where
And there he sat, my young Son
In the midst somewhere

I didn't have time to stop
There was too much yet to do
Till he handed me a paper
"Look what I made for you"

I looked at him and had to stop
His smile had so much charm
Besides I had no choice of it
He was tugging at my arm

So I took his piece of paper
Wondering what it could be
There, made of scraps of Christmas wrap
Was a pretty Christmas Tree

I stopped right then & picked him up
And I didn't hesitate
I need to hug my Son right now
The gift wrapping can wait!

©Carol Gough Lust
December 1, 2005
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