Christmas Eve

CHRISTMAS EVE He lay abed That most tranquil of nights Aghast at moon and stars Dad had painted for his delight In one charmed corner A spider was swinging From his thready design Outside strolling carolers singing Then he rubbed his eyes In wonder and awe Blinked the pair twice To clear what he saw For a mist had developed About his dark room And from it bright light From out of the gloom Winged angels from glory Appeared neath a star And came flock-tending shepherds From countries afar 3 kings richly dressed Rode up on their camels To a manger scene With various animals And the star Shown down on a bed of hay Where Mary and her new born Babe did lay The lad sat up in bed Struck warm to the core With a wondrous blessing He’d not sensed before He dropped to his knees Thanking heaven above – Toys Santa forgot - Prayed world peace divine love Dave Austin