"Very Special Hours"
The stars shone down so softly as
You slept upon my breast; The hay, within the manger, made a clean, sweet smelling, nest.
The moon beams touched your tiny face.
I sat enthralled, enraptured, To realize the grace, this night, Such softness had so captured!
I wanted so to tell the earth
The things I knew were true. I wanted, too, to hold You close; Keep all away from You.
We had waited, all expectant, but were
Stunned to see Your precious face! Then, shepherds came and we wondered How they found this little place.
I want to make this timeless,
Never go on to tomorrow, Just hold You close and claim as mine ~ Excluding future sorrow.
For change is quick and I just want
To hold this night forever, Never come to days apart or Relationships that sever.
So, holding close, I'll sing my
Baby song to You; Feel You cuddle close and hear The special sounds You do ...
The little sighs, the resting breath,
The flutter of Your eyelids; The faint and tender cooing and The circle of Your lips.
I said it once, but this is more ~
I'm blest beyond all measure; A tiny son with beauty rare, A real and present treasure!
When time is gone and earth has passed,
Melted with men's rages, This treasured night will still remain ~ Hope for all the ages.
© 2003 by Joan Clifton Costner
http://underhiswings0.tripod.com
"Mary kept all these things and treasured them in her heart."
Music is Silent Night, by Jim Reeves
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