A Little Child Shall Lead
By Carol Sanborn

"Dear Santa." said the letter
That was slowly being read,
"I seem to have a lot of time
To think...... while I'm in bed;

And so I thought I'd write to you,
As I do every year;
I hope you're well and happy now
That Christmas is so near.

It won't be very long until
You'll soon be on your way
To leave the presents that will make
A happy Christmas Day.

Now if you think that I was good,
And goodness knows I've tried...
I have a small suggestion,
Tho I know you must decide.  

I've heard about the shortages
The world is facing now......
But if we all would share a bit
It might just help somehow.

So Santa, if you should be short
Of Christmas dolls this year,
I thought I'd say, " My last years' doll
Is precious and is dear;

And really since she's almost new,
It has occurred to me
You really wouldn't have to leave
A new one 'neath the tree.

Instead, perhaps, you just might leave
A doll for Mary Dove
Who's also in the childrens ward
And needs a doll to love.

She says her parents told her that
With all their bills to pay,
That they'd be lucky just to buy
The food for Christmas Day!

So please, dear Santa, don't forget
To stop for Mary too;
And then she'll have a doll or toy
And she won't feel so blue.

I'm tired now, but Santa dear,
I have not finished yet.
Tomorrow I'll continue so
My nurse won't be upset.

But the letter, still unfinished,
Ne'er reached old Santa's hand.....
The young girls' parents found it
On her little bedside stand.

With dampened eyes they packed it
With their daughters other things;
But somehow, this poignant letter
Helped soothe away death's sting.

Then just before the parents left,
They stopped a nurse to say
Please give this doll to Mary Dove,
From Santa.....Christmas Day!

And should there be another child
That Santa might pass by
Please let us know, so we can add
to Santa's short supply!

The nurse who'd seen the letter said
God bless you for this deed........
In life and death you daughter proved
A LITTLE CHILD SHALL LEAD.......

Away in A Manger

Away in a manger, no crib for a bed,
The little Lord Jesus laid down his sweet head.
The stars in the sky looked down where he lay,
The little Lord Jesus asleep in the hay.

The cattle are lowing, the baby awakes,
But little Lord Jesus no crying he makes.
I love Thee, Lord Jesus, look down from the sky
And stay by my cradle til morning is nigh.

Be near me, Lord Jesus, I ask Thee to stay
Close by me forever, and love me, I pray.
Bless all the dear children in thy tender care,
And take us to heaven, to live with Thee there.

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