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Early autumn on the rise against the night sky
two silhouette, black against the clouds of stars
one sits riding sideways upon an ass 
while another walk beside holding the lead 
along the road tired, dirty, and worn   

   Sometimes she felt ill and fatigued
as she feels the child move,     
the thoughts of her beautiful baby
 she was about to have put her at ease
and the sickness would cease

   No room in the lodge, but room in the stable
“She gave birth to her son as angels watched
A lullaby she sang while he slept cradled in a manger
 
A blazing beacon suspended in the mid  night sky
lead the Sheepherders eager to see the Infant child
 lying in a manger, in swaddled in cloth 

   A dream they thought a silvery gleam 
A mighty host of angels appeared in the heavens, praising God!
who would become the Messiah, the Son of God
thus one day redeem us

   Shouts of joy came alive in the night air 
as cherubs   gather singing 
“Born upon this holy night
Christ the Savior is born”  

   With gifts three kings 
Marveling upon the Star of Bethlehem
A blazing beacon suspended in the mid night sky
Guiding them to the perfect light
                                         

12/20/2016

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