Lil' Jesus the Centerpiece

Lying on a toy shop window

Taken from the box of Christmas Last

Was a manger with a baby in it

Lil' Jesus the centerpiece

He was kept on  that window

For it was a season

Among many other things

of Christ the Reason

As the days went by

Many things were moved and were replaced

But that on window remained

Lil' Jesus staring out, unfazed

And so days did pass on by

Even the snow started to bellow

As did the people coming in

But Lil' Jesus didn't seem to go

As the days began to grow old

And the season began to fold

The owner set to close the doors

For even his Christmas was due too

As he was clearing up

He lay all things remained in a neat little heap

To go in which came the turn

Of Lil' Jesus the centrepiece

He lifted it up

And turned it around

“To what do we owe you here, still?”

He sighed and he breathed

As he was about to put it away in the heap

A rap on the door came after scuttling little feet

In a squeaky little voice, he spoke

“Please sir, can I have that please?”

Looking at it once again he almost bellowed

“But for its price, if you please”

The young lad pinched out a penny or two

And with a smile, he grabbed it and off he went

Glad that Lil' Jesus was gone at last

The owner went to put away the rest

And in his drawing he got much a surprise

For inside was a nativity fest

But there was commotion which he could sense

And he asked what was the problem was to his little darling princess

“What is the matter, dear daughter, pray tell?”

“There's something missing, Daddy. Look, can't you see?”

So he looked hard and fast at the display

To find out what what was missing, he just may

And as he was about to give up, something caught his eye

There was no manger and baby was what he saw

So, out he went, his coat he grabbed

To find that squeaky little lad

To bring back for his little princess that priceless toy

of Lil' Jesus the baby boy

Upon the window, he stepped

And, oh, did his heart melt

There was the boy next to a plain wooden table

Which had Lil' Jesus but there was no stable

There was no Joseph and Mary either

Nor the wise men or the Shepherds

He lingered on to analyze

What for the boy only wanted Lil' Jesus Christ

Just then, a gentle voice hushed him inside

“Hello dear sir, would you like something warm?”

It's cold outside. The wind is getting strong.”

He looked at the woman and asked her the tale

The woman told him that her little son

Always dreamed of having himself a nativity display

This year, she saved just one coin

One coin which she gave up for the dream of her little son

The rest of the story's already been told

He could choose but only one little nativity toy

But he chose not the sheep, the shepherd or king

He chose Lil' Jesus the Centerpiece

He went to the boy and asked him why

He chose that single piece out of all

The boy turned to him and smiled

“Because, sir,  without Jesus everything else would be nought.”