�It�s going to be a humdinger of a Christmas,�
the old man said,
as he sat upon a park bench
one crisp, December day.
Snow flakes danced about him as he began to speak.
He spoke into the air of a Christmas long ago.

  Soon, people stopped to listen,
and a crowd began to gather
to hear the old man�s eloquent tale �
of shepherds, a place called Bethlehem,
a child born of a virgin,
and angels that sang praises to the King,
wise men, stars, and gifts � everything that happened
some two thousand years ago.

  He soon began to sing.
The crowd joined in, lifting voices to the King �
Joy to the World, O Little Town of Bethlehem,
and many more.

  The crowd, so merry with Christmas joy,
turned to thank the old man for the gift he�d given.
But he was gone, nowhere to be found!
�Where did he go?� a man did ask.

  Then a child spoke,  
�He was an angel, sent by God!
Didn�t you know?�