The Reason by S.R.Claridge

As Mary writhed with labor pains

and Joseph closed his eyes;

The Shepherds followed a bright star

they’d seen up in the skies.

And to a manger they all came

to see a blessed birth;

And honor baby Jesus

who had come to save the earth.

I wonder what went thru their minds?

What questions filled their souls?

Did chills run up and down their spines?

Did they feel the cold?

I’m sure their focus was on Him,

that child in the hay.

I’m sure they didn’t think about

reindeer or a sleigh.

No sugar plums danced in their heads,

there were no shiny bows …

Ironic how the greatest gift

came wrapped in swaddling clothes.

May we all remember the reason for the season.  Merry Christmas!