The Stranger

Christmas Eve. A day of mystery and last-minute preparations but, at the end of the day, hopefully a time to gather and reflect, to find peace with one another …

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THE STRANGER

comes a Stranger
to the stable                                                
small and fragile
to be cradled
in ornament
and evergreen

comes a Stranger
in the darkness
singing carols
bright with glory
while an angel                                                  
lifts her trumpet

comes the Stranger
to the winter
of our world
offering the light
of peace and joy
with open hands

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A Summer Father … poems as deceptively simple and cunning as a sniper’s bullet. This book is a Remembrance Day poppy. Dave Margoshes