Poem December 19, 2011 ISSUE

What it doesn't say

Kay Weed

When I read what it saysI see what it doesn’t say.And I pause to prayerfully ponder.

I see it saysshe brought forth her firstborn son,and wrapped him in swaddling clothes,and laid him in a manger;because there was no room for them in the inn.Simply says what she does.Sounds gentle.

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