A Shepherds Rhyme

I stared up at the fog filled, hazy sky

And wondered if there was something in my eye

A cloud of haze: eased past with little motion

Perhaps a sign that called for some devotion

We’d waited for century after lengthy century

The promise echoed throughout all our history

A Messiah who’d come and straighten things out

The one God chose would never be in doubt.

Then the cloud turned into the likeness of angels

And glory to God was the song that they sang us

Our hearts were aflame with the news that they brought us

Of the King of Kings who now lived among us. 

In Bethlehem was the place He’d be found

So quickly we placed our feet on the ground

We ran and ran to the place in the town

Where the newly born babe was then to be found

The place was all quiet, it looked like a cave

We knelt in the presence of the One born to save

The baby lay silent on a bed made of straw

And each of us took in all that we saw

He was swaddled all up from his head to his feet

His face like a baby looked so preciously sweet

The angels sang all around us I know

And light surrounded us, the place was aglow

This was Christmas for the very first time

I just had to put my thoughts into rhyme

Though shepherds we are and shepherds we’ll be

He came for us all, for you and for me.