Poetry

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At last the awaited season is here
When multitudes of people unite each year
Around the world they wait for hours
For carnival parades and festivals of flowers
In the empire city a curious queue
Quite the crowd on Fifth Avenue
Lingering clans in windows at Sacs
Stretching round corners for me-phones and macs
Fellers hauling in the tall rocky tree
Children longing to sit on some Santa's knee

Oh people what is it your looking for? 
Seek out the lines to find our sweet Lord
He can be seen through all kinds of faces
In neighborly friends and an array of places
Serving a sandwich and soup in kitchens
Giving vaccines to children in missions
Building up homes right after a war
Flying in supplies and feeding the poor
These acts of kindness are merely a peek
At the heart of sweet Jesus we solely must seek

You can choose a line that's really quite small
Because there truly is no waiting at all
It's like none other you've seen before
You just draw near and walk up to the door
If you listen you'll hear the slightest tap
Just open it up, you'll sit on His lap
You can tell your story long and true
He'll listen, forgive and envelop you
His suit is also in white and red
His precious blood on the cross He shed
His morning coat tailors hearts in white
Washing as snow and removing the night 

So whenever you see a line that is long
Remember the first and enchanting song
When shepherds and angels lined up to sing
And wondrous kings had gifts to bring
To see the face of the Savior born
On the very first of all Christmas morns 
Let's form a line at the steps of our home
Give presents of love to those all alone                                         
Recalling the King at holiday times
The most cherished of all the Christmas lines!


Maura Jane Merrigan
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