Christmas in the Country
by Carol Abbott
The 24th has been so full,
So filled with last-minute activity.
And now, as midnight tolls on the
Grandfather Clock, I flop into my window-side chair's seat.
I switch off the light of the lamp at my elbow,
Pull Grandma's afghan across my legs, and
Gaze out to watch the drifting snow.
It is blanketing the frozen ground,
And by morning will be quite deep.
I sigh a bit, knowing I should go on up to bed
And try to get some sleep.
I feel so cozy,
So full of Peace.
The World is hushed
In a falling curtain of White.
God has given
A Gift of Beauty to remind us
That His Beloved Son
Was sent to Earth on Such a Night.
That Holy time in Bethlehem
Brought forth a Baby Boy.
And now, tonight I ponder Why
God sent us Such Pure Joy.
His Love for us,
His Children on Earth,
Is so very deep and strong,
That Jesus Christ came down in Birth,
To Save us and Right our wrongs.
I sit and watch the snow drift down
And struggle to find words
Of gratitude worthy to say my 'Thanks'
For such a Gift of Love.
And I realize that my mind cannot
Form thoughts complex enough
To speak what my heart feels
Of This Purity sent from Above.
Like soft, white feathers, the snow
Floats and swirls down from the sky
And gives this old World the Chance
To begin again -- to start fresh and new...
This human, life-afirming dance.
My Family sleeps within our house
And everything with us is aright.
And so I offer up my prayer...
"Thank you Lord, for this Silent, Holy Night."
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