Poetry

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Christmas can come at any time of the year,am thinking of the birds of the air,GOD GRANT,they get their own fair share,they
don't need leathers with their coat of feathers,GOD gave them their marvelous persona from on high,every day is a special day;
but once a year comes that most holy day of all,OUR LORD AND
SAVIOR JESUS CHRIST WAS BORN,on CHRISTMAS MORN,people sing,bells will ring,welcoming our NEW BORN KING;with MARY ,JOSEPH,SHEPHERDS
TOO,three MAGI in BETHLEHEM,the star was bright with ANGELS LIGHT
perhaps they all sang in silent delight,so very right;for all in
sight,on that very hallowed first CHRISTMAS NIGHT.
Joe.

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