First Christmas I wish I was standing there on that first Christmas night. That I could see the star so bright. The star that led the Wiseman there. And here the special Christmas prayer. Listen to the angels sing. Glory to the new born king. Fell the love that Mary felt. See the place where the shepherds knelt. Feel Josephs loving hands. Be a part of the angelic bands. I wish I was standing there on that first Christmas night. See baby Jesus, feel his loving light.
Friday, December 30, 2011
The First Christmas
This is a poem I wrote when I was about twelve years old. Every year at Christmas I stop and think about how amazing it would have been to be there. I LOVE CHRISTMAS!
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