moon oft reminds
mystery sublime
mother for very first time
father full of Abba’s duty

star rising east
pales moon mist clouded
heavens foretell life shrouded
my heart weeps for their unseen loss

Bethlehem hills
as donkey nears gate
careful of rider’s slight weight
seem to call tired trio home

tis birthing eve
journey now distilled
parents’ vows will be fulfilled
manger and promised birth await

Christmas Blessings to you this night and all through the year