Christmas treasures

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I count my treasures o’er with care
The little toy my darling knew
A little sock of faded hue
A little lock of golden hair

Long years ago this holy time
My little one–my all to me
Sat robed in white upon my knee
And heard the merry Christmas chime

“Tell me, my little golden-head
If Santa Claus should come to-night
What shall he bring my baby bright
What treasure for my boy?’ I said

And then he named this little toy
While in his round and mournful eyes
There came a look of sweet surprise
That spake his quiet, trustful joy

And as he lisped his evening prayer
He asked the boon with childish grace
Then, toddling to the chimney-place
He hung this little stocking there

That night, while lengthening shadows crept
I saw the white-winged angels come
With singing to our lowly home
And kiss my darling as he slept

They must have heard his little prayer
For in the morn, with rapturous face
He toddled to the chimney-place
And found this little treasure there

They came again one Christmas-tide
That angel host, so fair and white
And, singing all that glorious night
They lured my darling from my side

A little sock, a little toy
A little lock of golden hair
The Christmas music on the air
A watching for my baby boy

But if again that angel train
And golden-head come back for me
To bear me to Eternity
My watching will not be in vain


© Eugene Field

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