Came one humble king…
It was a cold and lonely night.
He came as a common man-or worse.
He had an angel for a herald,
A wild cousin for a harbinger,
A carpenter for a father,
A priest for an uncle,
A virgin for a mum.
As silent as night,
The wealthiest king in a manger!
He was come never to leave.
To sup with the lowly and
And dine with the broken hearted.
It was a cold night indeed…
But alas! He chose a manger for his birth.
All the bells and bob-tail rings
The tinsels and gifts.
The trees and yuletide.
The carols and laughter.
The palpable joy; the ubiquitous love;
Still remind us of the reason…
The reason for life and the transition into a new government
A government of freedom and peace.
One that has bestowed upon mankind the gift of time…
Time to love and care;
Time to share and laugh.
The only time this weary earth truly rejoices.
At the herald of the king.
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