24 December 2009

Christmas Eve

I walked along a rain-soaked track
One silent Christmas Eve
Saw clouds aglow with moonlight
Heard the chuckling creek

Beheld a house upon a hill
Outlined all in white
With reds and greens placed here and there
A scene of brilliant light

The stable and the fences too
Were clothed in garlands green
All shown in Christmas brilliance
T’was a lovely, glowing scene

Then I spied the neighbor’s cross
It cast a white reflection
Glistening on the wet tin roof
Like the pathway to redemption

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