Behold! That must have been a beautiful sight.
The blessed mother and baby with angels in the night.
The wise mean brought gifts to honor his birth.
For even then the strangers knew his worth.
Shepherds and their flocks stayed close by,
Watching the brilliant star up in the night sky.
That star would guide men for century's to come.
If by land or sea it would become the custom.
The birth of the savior in that lowly inn,
A manger was the bed that supported Him.
This moment in time became the divine reason,
To celebrate Jesus during this blessed season.
© Carol G Oliver
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