And on this night

And on this night

A Poem by ron

And on this night

 



 

 

This night shall shine bright,

above Angels voices,

and earthly shadows.

 

Children lay asleep,

in candy cain covered dreams,

and wishes held true to the word,

of parents who showed love.

 

On this night,

this night,

dreams will shine brighter than the stars above in the night sky.

 

This night our children pledge,

to love us beyond words and deeds,

this dream he has,

will show us the light he gave us,

for our children.

 

For they are the treasure of life itself,

given to us by God and all his glory.

 

And on this night the children’s voices will be heard,

in the strength of Angels,

and the humility of our greatest deeds.

 

This night is pledged to all that is glory and love,

this dream he has,

his word given,

a promises never broken,

will light the stars in the night sky,

and make the moon shine bright.

 

And these words and deeds given,

shall be our promise to mankind through god,

that we will be who he has shaped us into.

 

And what we have promised to him to be.

 

So on this night,

this will be the blessing of the beginning,

and the end.

 

The end of our life,

and the beginning of a life that blossoms another new life.

 

Born unto god,

whispered by the breath of Angels,

and forged in gods own blessing.

 

This night is a shadow of us all,

this dream he has will shine bright,

and bring the stars closer to our hearts.

 

And through him,

all is possible.

 

So allow his light to shine,

no matter what shade of light you see,

all shades are bright and beautiful,

through his eyes.

 

And through his eyes we shall see the true light.

 

© 2014 ron


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I have been writing on and off or more years than i care to remember. I started writing poetry, than i started a novel (still in the works), now I'm writing a six part short story erotic.. more..

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