To My Friends, On Christmas Eve Poem by Will Barber
To My Friends, On Christmas Eve
One fit of pique
One bit of spite
May these be released
Tonight.
In the dark, a Child is born,
Offering mercy. Unless
We do the same,
No prayer is blest..
A Star, a prayer,
The angels' song
Bid mankind to mount the stair
Jacob's Angels climbed upon.
This holy season
Know ye this:
Our Fellowship
Has brought me bliss.
12/07
May all your years be blest.
Your friendships have been a blessing to me.
Brilliantly stated with stunning compactness! The very essence of Christmas superbly captured in a mere sixty words. Truly a Christmas Carol for the poetry minded!
Dear Will........ Amen to that, my friend... peace and happiness to you, always.......and thankyou.......yours is a beautiful music of the spirit.........your songs bless us all..... Love, D.
A beautiful write, Will. More than worthy of a ten. Glad to be numbered among your friends. Shine on in 2008. Your poetess friend, Sandra
Will, thanks for your support over the year. I value your friendship, and wish you all the very best over this holiday period. Ian
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moi bonita amigo, MeStiR WiLL, simply simply devine