Tiny little tot in bonnet of green
Troubles for you are unseen.
Pulling your sled, you have so much fun
That passer-by notice you, one by one.
A woman stops and watches awhile
Recalling good times when she was a child.
A man remembers his little girl
Her hair had the same kind of curl.
A little old lady feels young once more
As she continues on to the store.
Little one, you bring joy to so many
It seems God gave you happiness a-plenty!