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The Prodigal Son

Poetry By: steven cooke

Tags: Christmas

A Chrismas message

Submitted:Dec 23, 2012    Reads: 10    Comments: 1    Likes: 0   

Let this day vanquish our differences

for father is still the head.

Put by our petty grievance,

let family rule the day.

Come brother let us be at peace

your heart can melt this snow.

The voice of child was always you

and the tears of ancestors

now watch with pride

of the man you have become.

Your place in life

is to be at this feast,

the family is united.

This legacy of Christmas joy

has written your story.

The manger has carried your children

and a star shines upon this house

because of you.

So remember this day

family is precious

the joys of the world belong to you

Happiness has smiled

health is in celebration.

So Grandmother be proud

for this is the legacy of you.

Joy permeates this house

The eyes of the child

look up to the family.

So drink to mother and father

for they gave roots to this tree.

Our family is the earth and the earth is you,

On this day we can all believe.

The hurt of the world be gone

It is a day of forgiveness

and that is enough.

Rejoice on this special day

Christmas was born for you.

The pages of time are yours to write

and your story will go on and on.


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