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A Christmas Story

 A little girl was passing by

an old nativity

the paint was worn

and old wood chipped

the manger you could see        

 ~

She walked right by

no giving thought

until she heard a song

she knew the tune

her grandma sang

‘twas where her heart belonged

 ~

Snow was softly falling

as she turned to take a look

beside the little manager

lay an old brown weathered book

its cover torn its pages worn

with gentle hands she took

and opened to a well used page

you could tell its faded look

 ~

She brushed the snow

from off the page

with tears that slowly fell

she closed her eyes 

then hummed the tune

she knew the words so well

No care no worries  

if one could see

she opened up her eyes

a little light was shining bright

her tears she quickly dried

For on the ground amidst the snow

she caught the softened  shadow

twas coming from the little manger

her faith now swiftly gathered

So plain to see within the shadow

stood the rugged cross

she clutched the book 

and bowed her head

for she knew her soul was lost

 ~

 

Dear Lord she prayed

don’t pass me by

come in my heart to stay

I welcome you with open arms

don’t ever let me stray

Standing now she raised her head

for the heavens were aglow

and standing there in robe of white

was her grandma she loved so

 ~

Voices blended they praised and sang

oh glory to His name!

from on that hill so far away 

where He bore my sin and shame…

“I will cling to the old rugged cross

and exchange it someday for a crown”

 

 

KJS©

 

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