The Christmas Angel waited. She sat in her box all wrapped up in sparkling tinsel and delicate soft pink tissue... but she was feeling very sad and forgotten.
One cold snowy day, her box opened, and the Christmas Angel was gently lifted up to the light. Some very small warm hands held her and they very carefully removed the tinsel and unwrapped the tissue paper.
The Christmas Angel smiled at the little girl who was looking at her. The little girl said “How lovely and pretty you are”. The Christmas Angel was so happy that she was once again in the light and warmth of the room seeing and hearing the sights and sounds of Christmas.
The little girl was laughing now and ran across the room holding the Christmas Angel and gently placed her at the top of the tree. The little Christmas Angel looked down and saw that all her old friends were there. She wiggled her sparkly wings and sprinkled stardust over the tree so that it shimmered in the moonlight. The tin soldiers saluted her, the sugar mice waggled their long tails and the wobbly striped sugar canes straightened up. Then the tiny little robins very proudly fluffed out their feathers and whistled her a tune.
Now the Christmas Angel and her friend the little girl were happy. It was Christmas and they were all together once again.
copyright Diana Leighton December 1st 2014