May Christmas have no call
to bear
The loneliness of self
Bereft and left to ponder
A candle on a shelf
But hear the faintest
whisper
A sparkle in the night
It will come, for you it
will
To warm your coldest
plight
The sound of love is
peeling stronger
Yet feel it drawing near
A tenderness so close to
touch
To lift your face of tears
A gentle voice now
crooning
Of peace for you to know
To settle in your spirit
So you will feel at home
A light about to dawn
For you to feel it's life
There is a sweet tomorrow
With someone there to
guide
A wholeness filling all
your soul
To bubble up within
The friend I see, to keep
forever
It isn't just a dream
~*~
Soft Whispers for you from
Derry's Heart Poems © 2005
heartwhispers@iinet.net.au
And they who will to Him
belong
And keep, at eve, the
faith of morn,
Shall daily hear the
angel-song,
"Today the Prince of Peace
is born."
James Russell Lowell,
1819-1891
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