Festive Feel of It

It’s the feel of it

We chase

Not the Truth

Or hallowed place

It’s the jolly

Tunes of yore

Andy Williams sang before

And the snow

Comes settling down

Magic blankets

Clean the Town

But the single Mother fears

Just another

Gift-less year

And two kids

Who cheer parades

And the sparkling wares

Of trades.

No one comes

To visit, bless

With the Prince of Righteousness

With the gift

That’s free and glad

Hope and pardon

For the sad.

http://flockatrest.blogspot.ca/2013/12/while-shepherds-watched.html

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