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A Christmas 2019 Poem by Daniel A. Popovich

I could not be much further away


From the manger where Christ He lay


As an Infant looking out into


The eyes of those who prayed


That He would be the Promised One


The King that would bring peace


To restless souls that could not accept


The arrival of Our Father's Son


Oh yes He was a Babe for sure


Flesh and Blood was He


We didn't know His Life would end


Upon a Torture Tree


Bring gifts bring gifts


Emmanuel


Your arrival long foretold


Return your sheep yes one by one


To Heaven's Blessed Fold


I know Good Child that I must follow


Your brave Way of the free


Accept Your Help Your Grace Good God


Given that I may see.



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