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A POEM FOR CHRISTMAS

Amidst skyscrapers and mansions
All you choose was a manger
A lowly and poor stable
So as to reach the disable and able
An everlasting show of humility
You came all the way from royalty
An aristocratic dynasty

  It is Christmas time
Filled with lots of chime
From home to home
The carols play
Joy to the world
The Lord is come

It is Christmas season
But let's not forget the reason
It is not about the chicken
Well prepared and seasoned in the kitchen
It is time to emulate Jesus
His love and humility

 Years ago, He was born in a manger
But today, He seeks to be born in your heart
Is there any room for him?
He accepted the manger
When there was no room for Him in the inn
Give Him a room in your heart
Jesus loves you! 

 MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!
🎄🎄🎄

 Alice Asuquo

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