If you look for Me at Christmas
You won’t need a special star.
I’m no longer just in Bethlehem,
I’m right there where you are.
You may not be aware of Me,
amid the celebration.
You’ll have to look beyond the stores,
And past the decorations.
But if you take one moment
From the list of things to do
And listen closely with your heart-
I’m there so close to you.
You’re the one I want to be with,
You’re the reason that I came,
And you’ll find me in the stillness,
where I’m whispering your name.
May God bless you as he has blessed the kitties in your care.
A perfect poem for a cold, clear, beautiful Christmas Eve.
Merry Christmas Mary Anne to you and yours and of course your beautiful furbabies:)
Meowy Chrissymouse, & A Yappy Hew Near!
We love the poem!