I've planted some thought seeds, and this is what has grown.
Come rest under a poetree, or take a leaf home to brighten up your room.
Tuesday, December 7, 2010
Nursery Rhyme
Sing a song of Christmas:
a new star in the sky,
four and twenty nights until
Lord Jesus will arrive.
When his eyes have opened,
with angels we will sing,
"Rejoice! Come, see the Son of God!
Come praise the King of Kings!"
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ReplyDeleteThanks, Metta. Merry almost-Christmas to you and Marcos!
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