Our tainted nature's solitary boast.
William Wordsworth
One Hallowed Night
The angels flit from star to star
To turn the night lights on;
While far below they cast their glow
On love's own Paragon.
The Virgin Mother kneels in prayer
Her God is now her Son,
And as she draws Him to her breast,
Her heaven and earth are One.
JPM
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Merry Christmas, everyone And for those of you, my friends, who do not share my faith, I hope that your holidays, too, will be filled with Light and Peace. Shalom.
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