Christmas

Merry Christmas to all

 

Christmas

by Paul Aleman

 

I slept in the cold,

by a church dim light-

outside on the floor,

frozen silent night.

 

I prayed in the snow-

in darkness alone-

for my heart to know,

the meaning of home.

 

Then on Christmas eve-

God opened a door-

a home made for me,

loved forevermore.

 

Reviews

[Beccy]

There are so many lost and lonely people and whether they be homeless or have yet to find God, Christmas is but a word. But the door is always open and with prayer andbelief all of us can enter into the Kingdom of God.

Beccy.

[saunved]

Its got a nice flow and a lovely meaning to it! Nice one!