A Seasonal Poem from Barb Wiatrak Young 

It looks as if Barb Wiatrak Young (reminder we were in high school together) is becoming my blog poet. Most often she creates words that speak to her at times of seasonal events. This is her poem, for the Christmas Season, shared with graduates of Pasadena High School, Pasadena Texas this December.

I encourage and support all creative efforts. The process of writing is the same process the artist travels when painting an image just using a different tool.

Story of Jesus

by barb wiatrak young

Tell me the story of Jesus

That story of long, long ago

About the star in the heavens

Lighting where the shepherds should go.

Tell me of that lowly stable

Where the son of God laid his head

Of the manger all filled with hay

And how the shepherds were led.

Tell me of that first Christmas morning

How the light of heaven was there

How Mary held her precious son

Little Jesus so sweet and fair.

Tell me the story of Jesus

Why he came to this earth

Of the miracle of blessed Mary

And the story of His holy birth.

Tell me how much He loved us

So willing to die in such pain

So all of God’s children could live

And be in His presence again.

Tell me how Christmas is precious

Not what we buy or amass

Not all of the tinsel and trimmings

For some have forgotten, alas.

Christmas is the gift of our Savior

That we might remember the cost

From the time of His sacred birth

So not one soul would be lost.

Yes tell me the story of Jesus

My brother my Savior my friend

Tell me of life everlasting

A life that never will end..

Yes tell me that precious story

Over and over again...

Happy Noel to Each and All

Mary Dove

Bye for now.