I Don't own The Outsiders, SE Henton does. I also don't own Christmas shoes.

Please excuse and grammar mistakes.

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Christmas eve, one of the worst days to go shopping. But there Darry was, running around the store, buying last minute things.

It was almost Christmas time

There I stood in another line

Trying to buy that last gift or two

Not really in the Christmas mood

Standing right in front of me

Was a little boy waiting anxiously

Pacing around like little boys do

And in his hands he held

A pair of shoes

A little boy, stood there, in line, holding bright red shoes.

And his clothes were worn and old

He was dirty from head to toe

And when it came his time to pay

I couldn't believe what I heard him say

Sir I wanna buy these shoes for my Momma please

It's Christmas Eve and these shoes are just her size

Could you hurry Sir?

Daddy says there's not much time

You see, she's been sick for quite a while

And I know these shoes will make her smile

And I want her to look beautiful

If Momma meets Jesus, tonight.

Darry couldn't believe his ears. Did he hear that little boy right?

He counted pennies for what seem like years

And cashier says son there's not enough here

He searched his pockets franticly

And he turned and he looked at me

He said Momma made Christmas good at our house

Though most years she just did without

Tell me Sir

What am I gonna do?

Some how I've got to buy her these Christmas shoes

Darry's eyes widened. The poor boy. Darry laid the money down. He felt as if he had to help him out.

So I layed the money down

I just had to help him out

And I'll never forget

The look on his face

When he said Momma's gonna look so great.

Sir I wanna buy these shoes, for my Momma please

It's Christmas Eve and these shoes are just her size

Could you hurry Sir?

Daddy says there's not much time

You see, she's been sick for quite a while

And I know these shoes will make her smile

And I want her to look beautiful,

If Momma meets Jesus tonight.

I knew I caught a glimpse of heavens love as he thanked me and ran out.

I know that God had sent that little boy to remind me

What Christmas is all about

Darry had done the right thing, and up in heaven, his parents were proud of him.

Sir I wanna buy these shoes for my Momma please

It's Christmas Eve and these shoes are just her size

Could you hurry Sir?

Daddy says there's not much time

You see she's been sick for quite a while

And I know these shoes will make her smile

And I want her to look beautiful

If Momma meets Jesus tonight

I want her to look beautiful

If Momma meets Jesus tonight

He smiled, Christmas wasn't about the gifts or the food. It was about spending time with your family, and showing them how much you love them.

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A/N I know this story is pretty late. I was going to write it on Christmas eve, and I kind of forgot. Sorry! Anyway, Happy Holidays! And please review.