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Christian Poetry


Monday, December 21, 2009

Star of the Dawn


  • Early dawn came, joyous and white,
    Her small feet dancing, feathery-light.
    With pencils and brushes and oils colored bright,
    She etched this way and that through the oncoming light,
    A faint shadow here, a blue shading there,
    Gay dawn with jewels all over her hair.
    She painted an aura one place in the sky,
    Where a star shone brightly to guide passers-by,
    She lingered happily in a good mood,
    Dreading to leave the star she had wooed,
    And on such a sweet, indescribable morn,
    While the star still shone on, our Savior was born.

    M.E.V.
    1934

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