This Is Christmas Day A Poem

More a black night than a Silent one

Yet in the stable there was Light

Not far away herded without the sun

Lambs and shepherds too use to the night

They would see The True Star, The Blessed

Later day would hide on Golgotha’s crest

As The Savior born began to die

‘This was Light, Heaven’s best

But do not mistake His cry

Victory not defeat in His eyes

Light rose before sunrise

On Easter’s first morn

Ahead of the star in the skies

So those in darkness could be reborn

And all could see what was true and right

The Lamb came to end the night

A threat to darkness very existence

To cleanse, to free and give sight

Evil had no chance of resistance

Hope showing The Way, this is Christmas Day