tis the season by Keith D Allison It's five below zero a mother has no way to keep her children warm a tear does fall as she begins to pray times are hard but let words touch the heart   For those who follow the way remember all have gone astray yes a child was born but taken shepherds hand and you'll find the way to know life greatest star 12/15/2008 Posted on 12/16/2008 Copyright © 2024 Keith D Allison Member Comments on this Poem Posted by Gregory O'Neill on 12/16/08 at 12:37 AM This really brings it downhome, Keith, thank you. Just excellent. Posted by Gabriel Ricard on 12/16/08 at 04:05 AM Beautiful and well said. Posted by Quentin S Clingerman on 12/20/08 at 02:11 AM Subtlety wins the day in this poem of the One who was born poor to give us the riches of Heaven. Return to the Previous Page   pathetic.org Version 7.3.2 May 2004 Terms and Conditions of Use 0 member(s) and 2 visitor(s) online All works Copyright © 2024 their respective authors. Page Generated In 0 Second(s)