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The Christmas Dove |
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This
is my contribution to the ’99 festive season. I wanted to write
something a little ‘different’ to the usual poems and songs that
come out at such a special time of year……. ‘Twas
in a star-lit stable, Amongst
animals wild, That
a virgin so pure, Bore
a most special child. And
the angels from Heaven all sang out in joy, For
the birth of our God, in the form of a boy. And
high in the rafters In
the warm manger’s thatch, As
Jesus was born, So
a baby dove hatched. And
as shepherds and kings followed the celestial guide, The
young dove flew down to the Son of God’s side. And
as no-one was watching, On
the side of the bed, A
tiny hand reached and
blessed the snow-white bird’s head. So
with it’s God-given mission, and with strong wings unfurled, The
Christmas Dove left to spread love round the world. And
many years later, Sensing
terrible loss, A
pure-white bird flew, Onto
Jesus’ cross. And
long into the night, Our Lord and the dove, Spoke
of how man had learned of forgiveness and love. And
as sun followed moon The
little bird cried, For
with all his work done, The
Son of God died. The
dove fell to the ground, his body all worn, And
into Jesus’ house, his soul would be re-born. The
ages have passed, And
man has now learned, That
the art of forgiveness Is
a treasure most yearned. And
far up above, at God’s pearly gates, The dove and our Father, patiently wait. -oOo- |
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