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Poetry

  • Author: Bennett, Richard N.
  • Editor: Smith, James "Mike"
  • Newspaper: The Eastern Echo volume 4
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  • Date: 12 Winter 1959
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by RICHARD N. BENNETT

We Know Why

I wonder what the Shepherds thought, That night in Bethlehem; I wonder did they realize, The world would hear of them.

I wonder of the Wise Men, With their frankincense and myrrh; Too, of the Virgin Mary, And the words they spoke to Her.

I wonder of the keeper, Who owned the crowded Inn; I know he didn’t realize, This Babe would bear his sin.

How lucky people are today, For we have learned his worth; And we have no cause to wonder, Why Christ came down to earth.

Of All The Days

Of all the days throughout the year, The best is Christmas day; When merry carols fill the air, And hearts are light and gay.

When little boys and little girls, Are on their best behaviour; And peace on earth fills every mind, On this birthday of our saviour.

The ringing of the chapel bells, The windows in bright display. I think the summit of My Joy, Is reached this happy day.

This is the day when people share, A lot of joy and laughter; If every day were Christmas, There’d be peace here, ever-after.