Sorry guys, i know this dont have nothin to do with tractors, but i read this in a local small town newspaper and thought it might help somebody out there."..... There are those among us who will not have a joyous Christmas. Their smiles will be pretend, or none at all. The first Christmas without a loved one is indeed the hardest of all. As we prepare for our happy family traditions, please offer prayers for those who need them most of all. This poem was written by a 13 year old boy who died of a brain tumor that he had battled for 4 years. He died on December 14, 1997. He gave this poem to his mother before he died. His name was Ben. I see the countless Christmas trees around the world below.
With tiny lights, like heavens stars, reflecting on the snow.
The sight is so spectacular, please wipe away the tear.
For i am spending Christmas with Jesus Christ this year. I hear the many Christmas songs that people hold so dear.
But the sounds of music can't compare with the Christmas choir up here. I have no words to tell you, the joys their voices bring.
For it is beyond description, to hear the angels sing.
I know how much you miss me, i see the pain inside your heart.
But i am not so far away, we really aren't apart. So be happy for me, dear ones, you know i hold you dear.
And be glad i'm spending Christmas with Jesus Christ this year. I sent you each a special gift, from my heavenly home above.
I sent you each a memory of my undying love.
After all, love is a gift more precious than pure gold.
It was always most important in the stories Jesus told. Please love and keep each other, as my Father said to do.
For i cant count the blessing or love he has for each of you.
So have a merry Christmas and wipe away that tear.
Remember, i am spending Christmas with Jesus Christ this year....." enough said.....have a Merry Christmas out there yall.
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