WHEN
    GOD
      BECAME
         a  BABY  b by  David  Clure

In my ear  a   lonely  siren  sounds
a steady,  single  note ;
a  dream more  lovely  than
one  ever seen  or  wrote . . .

Snow flakes winding down
from storage places  'neath  the  Crystal  Sea ;
My breath floating  upwards . . .
Condensation's reverie

Rainbow promises  like  tree lights
draw me back to  yesteryears ;
to  Christmas  eves in  tiny churches
mute and   w i d e - eyed wondering  stares .

When what was inside  ribboned  boxes
only lasted till we knew . . .
When hugs  and kisses lasted longer
than modern toys of these  days do 

When GOD became  a baby --
an ancient promise kept --
Reality intruded as
the infant Jesus slept . 

For When God became a baby,
He died for sinners all
For everyone admitting  need
who only upon Jesus, call .

Copyright 2019  David Clure  ( from "Early Works" on Sale here on AuthorsDen)