Let us not forget the reason for this Season

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Sweet Mary held Him in her arms Her heart was beating so This special child within her hands He had a special glow. The angels came to honor him He lay within a manger No cashmere blanket did he have Just love of Mary's chamber. Filled with straw and so much love This poverty was gold For He became the King of Kings The greatest story told. A child was born from heaven's light On dark night that was bright All the Heaven's Seraphim Shined forth glowing light. Keep this Light that shines above Forever in your soul Feel the greatest bounty of his Mother's heart of gold. ~Francine Pucillo~ Poetry-Emotion used with permission