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A lone star
Brightly sparkling up on high
Illuminates the weary
Yet irradiated faces of the Magi
At last journeys end
Sonorous songs of praise rend the air
“Oh, glory, glory, alleluia
Peace and goodwill to all races”
So sweet was the angelic voices
That from within -
Wherein lies the swaddled Word
Who is born King and Lord -
Comes loud livestock lows and bleats
Joining in the song of peace.

2007-12-23 04:16:18 · 2 answers · asked by wallstreet 2 in Arts & Humanities Poetry

2 answers

I liked it.

Good poem in seasonal spirit.

2007-12-23 04:38:37 · answer #1 · answered by Anonymous · 1 0

Kudos and Harpy Holly Daze to you.

Steven Wolf

2007-12-23 13:12:55 · answer #2 · answered by DIY Doc 7 · 0 0

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