My Heart Aches With Pain Knowing You
Have Little Clothing And Food.
My Tears Ran Down My Face, When I
Heard The Innocent Voice Of Yours
Your So Little So Young
Yet Your Christmas Wish Is Not Of Any Toys,
Your Wish Was Only Of Clothing And Food.
My Heart Aches Knowing Of Your Wishes, They Can
Come Thru If Only People Could Only
Understand The Poor.
If Only The Rich-Would Give And The
Middle Class Do What They Can, And If
Only People Could Open There Hearts To
Love And Share-What They Can If Only
They'd Relize There Old.
Could Make Someone Elses New.
What Happened To The Hearts?
Love Of All Human Beings
I Pray For Your Christmas Wish To Come True
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