Little Mary Christmas

Now this is a story about a girl named Christmas. In fact, her name was Mary. Just a tiny little girl in an orphanage home. But she sure had a lot of burdens to carry. Mary's mommy and daddy got called to heaven.

The Mary wasn't quite a year old. This is the story of Little Miss Mary Christmas. And I think that it ought to be told that when the people let the orphanage got here, it was on a beautiful Christmas day, a pretty little girl with the sparkly-nest eyes, and a smile that never seemed to fade away.

Well, they just named her Mary Christmas. This happy little bundle of cheer, as she made it seem just like a Christmas day. To almost everyone that she was near. For some reason or other, when Mary was born, no one could ever really tell, but Mary couldn't walk.

She couldn't get around quite as well, but yet this little Christmas sweetheart Sweetheart, kept her tears hidden by a smile. As she told all her friends with the orphanage home, we only stay there. I guess she knew that she'd be leaving, but all her friends now, just any day.

And with her crutches, she'd stand in that adoption line. The folks never seemed to look to her way. But Little Merry Christmas was the bravest little girl. I think this world will ever see. He'd just turn and hobble back to her room.

Say next time, it'll probably be me tomorrow on Christmas. I'll see my mommy and daddy. That's what Little Mary had said in the next morning. Sure enough, her prayers had been answered that night. But thereby the Christmas tree were her new mommy and daddy, eager to love her in every way, take her home and into their hearts