Wednesday, December 8, 2010

1981 Christmas Poem

Is the music
That began
One winter night
It's the pageantry
Of angel wings
That filled
The air with light
It's the softness
Of a small small babe
That snuggled
In the hay
It's the wonder
On the faces
That saw
The night turn day
It's the worship
That the shepherds
And later
Magi gave
It's the knowledge
That the Son of God
Came to seek
And save
It's the presence
Of the Lord
Of all
Come down from His throne
It's the peace
And joy
That come to all
Who are his very own

- 27 September 1981

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