Oh Holy night, we hand you our servant Soul
With all its joys and frailties to thee we extol
May our journey be filled with peace and wonder
As the Angels prepare us with thrusting thunder
Oh Holy night, take us away to pastures soft and green
Where Heavenly scapes surround us with sweet serene
And the Lord anxiously awaits us with all his Loving glory
To sit us down like children and tell His Seraphical story.
This poem and painting are dedicated to my dear friend Victor Buhagiar and his lovely wife Liliane Buhagiar, who passed away today...I wanted to give to Victor something of my heart...my poem and painting...thank you Victor for being there for me like a big brother...as we are here for you on this day.
My warmest and deepest of condolences to you and your family Victor...god bless my friend...John aka...^WW^
The acrylic on wood painting was from 2001...I thought fitting for the poem.
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