Oh Lord, oh Lord, I wish that I could be
A little star upon the Christmas tree
That would glow brightly there night after night
From dusk till early morning light.
I’d like to be a crystal ball that spins
And for each time it stops somebody wins
Or if not that a sturdy knight of old
Who rescues damsels in his suit of gold.
I’d rather be a dreamer on a cloud
Than melt away into a busy crowd
But most of all I wish that I might be
Included in God’s blest community !
Claire V. Bogdanos 