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POEM: December Eighteenth

by merlinspielen

There is bliss in
voices conjoined.
Young and old raising
voices to the rafters.

Hark these mortal angels singing
down among us on mundane earth;
soaring song spirits lifting
hearts in fellowship and joy.

peace to us and goodwill;
peace to us everlasting;
peace to us
fear not the choice sings
OH sweet promise of peace…

Please I pray:
Just keep singing!

Posted on December 19, 2016 at 2:49 AM in Poetry, Stephen   |  RSS feed |   Reply   |   Trackback URL

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