The Coming

Tonight I just want to share a poem I wrote a while ago.

The Coming

The night was dark and cold

or so I’m told

when God became a man

 

The stars were bright and clear

seeming so near

when shepherds strode the land

 

The angels sang for him

a special hymn

praising God’s name

 

and in a manger bare

with creatures there

sweet Jesus came

 

The night again is cold

though time grew old

since he was here

 

his spirit lingers on

in my soul dawns

his presence near

 

for in my heart I find

Christmas reminds

me he’s not apart

 

but here to be with me

as long as I can see

him in my heart