Precious Child,
Sweet and Mild,
Born in Humility,
Not in Glory,
While Splendor Bends,
Your Birth Mends,
Setting Men Free,
From Slavery.
Precious Child,
Kings and Rulers Beguiled,
While Wise Men Seek
Through the Dark Night, Bleak.
Heaven Bending,
Angels Tending,
In a Manger Lowly,
This Precious Child, Holy.
~Morgan~
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Beautiful Original Artwork by: Steve A Roberts
Right image matched with the right poem for the right occasion! Feels good here!
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Thanks So Much 😉
Blessings and Joy this Holiday Season~
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Great job
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Thank you Richard, my Friend 🙂
Blessings and Joy this Holiday Season~
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Beautiful! ❤
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