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A Lonely Christmas

I walked up to the bunkhouse, beneath a cloudless sky, searching to find the Christmas star, still shining there on high. The bunkhouse was warm but lonesome with no other cowboys there. They had all gone home for Christmas. I pretended not to care. Christmas carols on the radio brought back thoughts of the star that had shown down on those pastures in that Eastern land so far. Taking off my vest and Sunday shirt, I threw them on the trunk. I stripped down to my underwear and crawled into my bunk. My day had started early. I had worked hard with the crew, so they could start their Christmas fun, when all the chores were through. With no wife nor kids to need me, I had told the rest I'd stay and watch out for the cattle. They could have their Christmas Day. The warm room made me sleepy and I started into doze. Right there before my astounded eyes, the Christmas Star arose. I was a lonely shepherd in that land so far away, who had been left to guard the sheep until the break of day. I heard the angels singing and saw the moving star. I marveled at the beauty and glory from afar. The bright star beckoned to me and angels led the way to where the future king of all lay in a mound of hay. I wanted so to follow them but I had pledged my word. I had to turn a deaf ear to the messages I heard. I knew my solemn duty lay in guarding helpless sheep. I prayed the Lord's forgiveness but the vigil I must keep. The star reflected in the eyes of creatures all around, waiting for the lonely stray or any sheep they found. I could not shirk my duty to seek Him out that night, but I knew I never would forget that glorious, wondrous sight. I had that dream some years ago, but should that star reappear, I've hung my rope and saddle up. I can follow with no fear. Posted: 12/1/14 For "One of your best" contest

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Date: 1/20/2015 5:42:00 AM
A well composed piece with a tale, congrats on the win, Joyce
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Date: 1/19/2015 11:18:00 PM
An exquisite write Joyce,, so touching n emotional,, congrats on fine win!
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Date: 1/19/2015 2:55:00 PM
I love this even more the second time reading it Joyce. It's going into my favourite list. Congratulations on your win.
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Date: 12/9/2014 9:32:00 AM
Definite 7 from me and was a joy to read this fine morn. Message, flow and rhyme were all quite exceptional. No six guns blazing but the poem set a very high mark in its creativity and superb images that it evokes!
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Date: 12/1/2014 11:35:00 PM
Beautiful Joyce. I really enjoyed reading this lovely story poem. Great for the season. 7
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Date: 12/1/2014 11:06:00 PM
Very nice, thanks for sharing...good luck on the contest :)
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