Picture by Yvonne Binns
Christmas is soon here! I love the Christmas lights, the decorations, the music, the gifts. But when I think of this special day, it is more than these things. Here is a poem about the true meaning of Christmas which is my source of joy!
To angels working in the field,
the angels sang their song
of one who came to earth to die,
to set to right the wrong.
To wise men traveling from afar
the star beamed forth that night
to guide them to the infant’s bed
to worship Him, true light.
This Christmas baby came to die
and rise to bring new life,
to free from evil’s bonds that hold
us all in ways of of strife.
To those who look to see the truth,
the heavenly anthem rings
to give to them God’s joy and peace
in worshiping the King.
Darlene Estlow 2014
