And it came to pass on a Christmas evening
While all the doors were shuttered tight
Outside standing, a lonely boy-child
Cold and shivering in the night.
On the street every window
Save but one was gleaming bright
And to this window walked the boy-child
Peeking in saw candlelight.
Through other windows he had looked at turkeys
And ducks and geese and cherry pies
But through this window saw a gray-haired lady
Table bare and tears in her eyes.
Into his coat reached the boy-child
Knowing well there was little there
He took from his pocket his own Christmas dinner
A bit of cheese, some bread to share.
His outstretched hands held the food and they trembled
As the door it opened wide
Said he ";Would you share with me Christmas dinner?";
And gently said she ";Come inside.";
The gray-haired lady brought forth to the table
Some glasses to their last drop of wine
Said she ";Here's a toast to everyone's Christmas,