I see countless Christmas trees
Around the world below
With tiny lights, like Heaven's stars
Reflecting in 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 joy 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 precious 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 can't count the blessings
Or love he has for each of you.
So have a Merry Christmas
And wipe away the tear
Remember I'm spending Christmas
With Jesus Christ this year.
By Wanda Bencke
Wanda Bencke had a thirten-year-old handicapped daughter named Lysandra Kay. On Christmas day 1997, Lysandra had a seizure and was in a coma for five days before she passed away. During those five days, Wanda wrote "My First Christmas in Heaven."
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