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Saturday, December 22, 2012

Poem: When a child is born

A ray of hope flickers in the sky. A tiny star lights the way up high. All across the land dawns a brand new morn. This comes to pass when a child is born.

A silent wish sails the seven seas. The winds of change whisper in the trees. And the walls of doubt crumble tossed and torn. This comes to pass when a child is born

A rosy hue settles all around. You’ve got a feeling you’re on solid ground. For a spell or two no one seems forlorn. This comes to pass when a child is born.

And all this happens because the world is waiting, waiting for one child, black, white and yellow.  No one knows, but a child that will grow up and turn tears to laughter, hate to love, war to peace, and everyone to everyone’s neighbor.  And misery will be a word to be forgotten forever.

It’s all a dream, an illusion now.
It must come true, sometime soon somehow.
All across the land dawns a brand new morn.
This comes to pass when a child is born.
This comes to pass when a child is born.

2 comments:

  1. Beautiful poem of hope. We must always keep that hope alive - hope that we will one day learn to live in peace and love with one another. And each day we must live out that hope in the way we treat others as Christ would.

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