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Softly-falling SnowThe light post's dome wears a fluffy hat Of softly-falling snow, The weight bends the bows of the lofty pine, With the branches drooping low. The roof of the barn is softened white, The red boards white-tinged too. And no one has stepped in the space between Where I stand and this wintry view. Crisp air catches you breath away, A chill sinks into your bones. The softly-falling snow keeps laying down A magic carpet of diamond stones. How bright this nighttime sky appears With fresh snow on the ground, Christmas lights glitter and twinkle From my neighbor's decorated lawn. How peacefully poetic, the promise is Of this softly-falling snow scene. Was the Christ-Child born on a night like this? Was the evening of His birth this serene? Can we find His LOVE in the quiet night? Can we live to love that purely? Peace on Earth, good will to men From God's Only Son, Given Surely. To save the lost and sinful soul. To set the captive free. To Love as God has always meant This World to truly be. Remember the baby lying there In that manger; so meek and low. Keep that child with you, safe in your heart, No matter where you go. Let His Peace, and His Promise be your guide, And to His Word always try to be true. And be sheltered safe in His Loving Arms. That is my Christmas Wish for you. karen 12-2-05 Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem
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