Gathering

It had been a while

since it was just us…

 

We gathered together —

a homecoming of sorts

 

                    It came upon a midnight clear

                    that glorious song of old

                    from angels bending near the earth

                    to play their harps of gold

 

We dug through piles of old photographs

our fingers tracing the past

 

Laughter and shared memories,

the sound of pride

 

                                                           Peace on the earth, goodwill to men

From heaven’s all-gracious King

The world in solemn stillness lay

To hear the angels sing

 

Even as snow fell, cold on a black night

and the world outside spun, restless

 

we found respite, salvation in

the warmth of family

 

                                                          Still through the cloven skies they come

With peaceful wings unfurled

And still their heavenly music floats

Over all the weary world

 

Sometimes a guardian angel

knows just what we need

 

Her gift simply received,

this break from busy lives

 

                                                          Look now, for glad and golden hours

Come swiftly on the wing

O rest beside the weary road

And hear the angels sing

 

To hold her high

above the noise

 

We celebrate

a moment’s peace

 

                                                           When peace shall over all the earth

Its ancient splendors fling

And the whole world give back the song

Which now the angels sing

 

photo: Pexels

prompts: Sunday’s Whirligig, #WyldeVerse, MLMM Sunday Writing Prompt,

MLMM Music Prompt #18

“It Came Upon A Midnight Clear” Writers: Bob James, E. Sears, R. Willis