Christmas Eve
    Footnotes

    “Christmas Eve,” Friend, Dec. 1983, 39

    Christmas Eve

    Mama rocks the baby.

    The fire glows so soft.

    Daddy helps us trim the tree.

    We lift the star aloft.

    We sing the Christmas carols,

    Kneel in family prayer,

    And feel the Savior’s spirit

    Telling us He’s there.