Tuesday, December 17, 2013

Hallowed be thy name.


Hallowed be thy name.



Art for thou, art 'pon eyes
'pon flesh of my own bones.
Special sentiment became
announced, on holy day arriving.
Glory be to they on high,
whom friendliness endowed
'pon me, and thee, we three.
Seasons festive bright
with baubles dangling some,
I spied the mistletoe
right where ye stood,
and music and carols rang.
Singers of heaven have
matched me now to cry
the sense of joy begun,
holy angels calling me
who swear she be the one....