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
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
From the flasks of richest perfume and the gleam of purest gold.
A thousand sparkles shimmered as the wise men honoured
A thousand lights of Christmas now shine out in radiant joy,
All in cheerful celebration of the birth of Mary’s boy.
A thousand lights of Christmas, but they all reflect the