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Poem 1 in the Chosen One Series

(The Nativity story through Mary's eyes)

As we set off on a journey towards Bethlehem, 
our nerves were beginning to unravel.
My Babe was due at any moment 
and it was not a good time to travel.

I will never forget that one brilliant star 
which lit the sky with its light,
telling the world there would be something different 
about this holy night.

Bethlehem was crowded. No rooms could be found, 
not even a place to lay my head,
until a man took pity upon my condition 
and finally offered us a stable bed.

Joseph was worried. He paced back and forth 
and his expression mirrored the strain,
as I labored upon my bed of straw 
and tried not to cry out from the pain.

It seemed as if the animals were also worried 
as they surrounded me protectively.
And the stable was filled with an eerie silence 
as the Lord sought to deliver me.

We were soon visited by some shepherds 
who came before my Babe and kneeled.
They said an Angel had told them about this Child 
as they had been watching in the field.

I will always remember the arrival of three Kings 
who had traveled for many a mile,
to bow down before my little Son 
and He had favored them with His smile.

I marveled at the many unusual events 
in which I had played a part.
I would always treasure these memories 
and hold them close within my heart.

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