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12/24/2002 Entry: "Keep the Christ in Christmas"

"To Jesus On His Bithday"
--Edna St. Vincent Milay

For this your mother sweated in the cold,
For this you bled upon the bitter tree:
A yard of tinsel ribbon bought and sold;
A paper wreath; a day at home for me.
The merry bells ring out, the people kneel;
Up goes the man of God before the crowd;
With voice of honey and with eyes of steel
He drones your humble gospel to the proud.
Nobody listens. Less than the wind that blows
Are all your words to us you died to save.
O Prince of Peace! O Sharon's dewy Rose!
How mute you lie within your vaulted grave.
The stone the angel rolled away with tears
Is back upon your mouth these two thousand years.

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I am moved to tears.... Christmas always moves me to tears, especially thinking about how Christ was born, just to save us all!! Godbless you and your family Billy, and Merry Christmas! For Un To Us A Savior Is Born...... Tis Christ The Lord!

Posted by Maria @ 12/24/2002 01:04 PM EST

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