
It is a simple scene from long ago
One devoid of evergreens and snow
No reindeer near the manger rest
No Santa on his midnight quest
A simple stable behind an inn
A squalid place to birth in
But that is how it was that night
And not a Black Friday anywhere in sight
Padre
A short poem as Advent approaches
Very nice – a reminder of the simple meaning of Christmas.
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