If toys were unlimited then Christmas could stay
A childhood joy staid every day
But another realm this vision does not tell
A kingdom called love that we seek to sell.
I know from life's few whose toys are grande
That such things are ultimately a foundation of sand
The best foundation is that of love
It was for this lesson the sweet spirit of Jesus
Came down from above.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem