The Shepherd Girl
‘Twas the night before Christmas, and in our little house, true love did abound. Tired eyes closed in wonder of special things to come. The lights were twinkling, the tinsel was hung and the angels were all standing guard. They watched over my tender one as she dreamt of that one special night 2000 years ago when a lowly manger played host to our new baby King. Perhaps she entered in shepherd’s costume as she imagined herself a bystander to this greatest of all miracles… |