It's Cristmas
Festive bells ringing midnight
greatest salvation event announcing
God descend to frailty from might
born of Virgin in a stable crying
Angels' lights illumining night sky
hymns of peace and joy from on high
shepherds in fields their sheep guarding
with their lamp to the manger guiding
With Mary and Saint Joseph in the hay
bowed in adoration pray
in piercing cold of night
illumed by the Baby splendor light.
Second Place: Brian Strand-Podium-1/2/21
Copyright © Frances Schiavina | Year Posted 2020
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