And it came to pa** on a Christmas evening, When all the doors were shuttered tight, Outside standing, a lonely boy-child, Cold and shivering in the night. On the street every window Save but one was gleaming bright; And to this window walked the boy-child Peeking in saw candlelight. Through other windows he had looked at turkeys, Ducks, and geese, and cherry pies; But through this window saw a gray-haired lady Table bare and tears in her eyes. Into his coat reached the boy-child Knowing well there was little there He took from his pocket his own Christmas dinner A bit of cheese and some bread to share. His outstretched hands held the food and they trembled As the door it opened wide Said he "Would you share with me Christmas dinner?" Said she gently, "Come inside." The gray-haired lady brought forth to the table Gla**es two, last drops of wine. Said she "Here's a toast to everyone's Christmas, And especially yours and mine!" And it came to pa** on that Christmas evening Whene all the doors were shuttered tight That in that town the happiest Christmas Was shared by candlelight.