A Child’s Christmas Confession
I must confess
That it was me
Who stole a peek on Christmas eve
I tiptoed down
My heart so loud
I thought you surely heard the sound
Of every thud
Though my feet were silent
I felt like I were a clamoring giant
Around the corner
I did peer
To see that morning was quite near
And there you were
Wrapping the gifts
Delicate fingers like a kiss
So gentle taping on the bow
A smile forming,
Did you know?