I write because it makes me smile. I read because it makes me think.

Son of God – 12th Poem of Christmas

Ribbon Angel

 

Spirit of God, Holy Father of all
Over and in us, lest we fall,
Now come sweet Jesus, heed our call.
Open to any who seek release
Faithful and trusting, filled with belief.
God the Father come down to earth,
Omniscient and holy a wee child of worth,
Divine, yet human in His lowly birth.

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This craft angel purchased at a specialty shop in Clayton, N.M., is constructed of wired ribbon. It has weathered 25 Christmases.

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  1. Your poems have been lovely, Sharon! Hope Bob is feeling better,

  2. beautiful words/promise. Hope Bob is feeling better. K

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