Plastic Jesus

Every year, when my family sets up the little manger in my house, someone always hides the Baby Jesus to be found by Christmas Day. The first person to find the Baby Jesus gets to open the first gift.

Riding through the thoroughfare
with his nose up in the air
a wreck may be ahead, but he don't mind.
Trouble coming, he don't see.
He just keeps his eyes on me
and any other thing that lies behind.

Found!