A-Poem-a-Day Until Christmas
SETTING UP THE MANGER SCENE
A few snowflakes drift in wintry air
as I carry the carton down the stairs
and unwrap the antique fragile things—
a manger, some camels and three kings.
I set them on the polished tabletop,
being careful not to chip or drop
them as I do. Sheep and shepherd men
are arranged as entering Bethlehem.
An angel, gilded, with one chipped wing
is affixed above; her place to sing.
There’s a cow and donkey, nibbling straw,
Joseph, kneeling, with a look of awe
and Mary, new at being mother
gazing adoringly at none other
than her swaddled, holy, infant Son…
Jesus, Our Savior, on day one.
As I move each figure, to its place,
I call upon God’s loving grace…
pray each who stand before my manger,
to Jesus, will never
be a stranger.
May this heirloom crèche, made long ago
recall the event that sets hearts aglow.
May He be for them, as He’s been for me—
Sweet Love…for now
and through eternity.
Maude Carolan Pych
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