Mittwoch, 16. Dezember 2020

Ingrids Auswahl - IIngrid Poetry 195

 


                                                      Reflections at Christmas

 

The children play with new gained toys,

The happy games that children play.

Whilst others sit and watch a show

To end this lovely Christmas day.

As for myself I sit and bonder,

Reflect, recall and often wonder

About His life, his humble birth,

A place called heaven; 

This sphere called earth. 

Father the son you send to earth

To conquer sin and strife,

To drink the bitter cup alone,

To win eternal life.

To show all men the way back home,

To take us by the hand,

Said to men: Come follow me!

To fair Emmanuel’s land.

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