by Lily Gebs
Can you imagine kneeling by the newborn’s side?
Can you imagine seeing the holy angel glide?
Can you imagine the star hanging in the sky?
Can you imagine the baby letting out no cry?
I can imagine the mother, Mary, graceful and fair.
I can imagine the father, Joseph, standing there.
I can imagine shepherds bowing to the King.
I can imagine wise men and the gifts they bring.
We can imagine the lowly stable.
We can imagine the donkey, strong and able.
We can imagine the sheep, its head bowed in prayer.
We can imagine the horse, a majestic mare.
Can you imagine the love being felt that night?
I can imagine Jesus being born that night.
We can imagine.