A Soft Sprinkled Peace
I can hear the Peace settling on our
beloved,earthly lands.
As if sifted, and sprinkled, by God’s
own precious hands.
On peaks and valleys, its joy is most
generously spread.
As we kneel in gratitude, next to our
warm, welcoming Christmas beds.
12/23/2021
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