A Christmas Sacrifice
A Poem bye Charles Hice
There is still time to return to the loft.
The loft just MUST be checked.
TO see if there is a child left there.
A child we must protect.
TOO late to save the place around the life upstairs.
Too late to save the vessel but the soul must soon be found.
Eye simply must just climb those stairs again to check..........
There could be someone up there and eye will go
even iff eye can not make it back.
The life we have is worth the risk
a baby could be found.
The savior of this world came down as one.
He found us and he saved us then.
We must give it back somehow.
