Merry Christmas! A lady from my Dad's church asked me if I had written a poem about the Christmas star. I said I hadn't, but I would be happy to try. Since it has now been shared with its intended recipients, I thought you all might like to read it too. A thousand stars were shining in the black and brilliant sky When the Eastern kings were searching for a meaning from on high. A thousand stars were shining, but the wise men followed One. A thousand lamps were beckoning in the dwellings on their way As the magi journeyed onwards through the long and weary day. A thousand lamps were beckoning, but the wise men searched for One. A thousand sparkles shimmered in the stable bare and cold, From the flasks of richest perfume and the gleam of purest gold. A thousand sparkles shimmered as the wise men honoured One. A thousand lights of Christmas now shine out in radiant joy, All in cheerful celebration of the birth of Mary’s boy. A thousand lig
Getting through life one cake at a time.