Now why this soul was bleeding The had to understand So invisible, he by him And then gently touched his
Which caused the man to stand still Despite the cold And while he stood there in that The angel read his
It seemed the man was not like The man he had And that wondered how that change had happened And when it had
The man had born to a kind and religious family And raised in the And all throughout his This man, clearly, had blessed
He grew up believing, other things Man was made in the of god He went to school, observed all While working hard
He had always to help others Excelled at nearly task And when graduated high school Of course, he was the one in his class
And in his eighteenth When it was for him to leave He had offers from colleges All of them ivy
And at college in all his He always straight "a"s And when he tried his hand in He got the in the senior play
It to nearly everyone There was no that he lacked And for three on the football team He was, the star
And he also met the girl Who did his wife her, his world was now complete He had the perfect
When they had graduated They were wed in a ceremony grand Then moved to new york In a dream they caught Where all had perfectly planned
She decorated their park avenue In a art-deco style And six months after they had in She told him, they would soon be a child
And after their first He knew they having a son Their could not have been better And they had just begun
they arrived early at the hospital On the delivery The father was taking no And did not want to risk being
But while waiting the delivery room He could tell that something was wrong For too many doctors rushing in With none out for too long
When her own doctor finally out several nurses at his side He said that his wife had hemorrhaging And despite their best efforts, she
Then in an effort to him A nurse him his newborn to hold But from the way the child felt limp in his He knew there was more bad news to be told
The doctor gave the prognosis As gently as could But before he finish explaining The father too well understood
The had been cut off from oxygen For minutes, is far too long The was now irreversible His permanently malformed
He'd never a job, Learn to or ever talk And it be a miracle If the child even how to walk
And with words the father felt His entire world falling And he stumbled for the to express The tearing inside of his
He cried out, why did god to take her she was still so young And as if to cut him deeper Leave this here as his son
"please explain to me wisdom How could he To take from me my precious While leaving this
There is no reason for this Why does he even And if he had never born There is no way have ever been missed
If man is made in image Then here is surely amiss For is nothing of god of god of god of god of god in this"
And he asked for the child To be placed in a run home And after he had signed the He walked into night alone
And in this world he found He a wall around his mind And every year add new parts Until it had also his heart
He kept his job and paid his As he slowly became a Of a man walking among the While living his within his wounds
He distanced from all his friends Even his sisters and And as time it went by, he developed his So they could see the flaws in others
With this glimpse, the angel stepped away And the man himself out of his trance Then continued his walk back his home And few would have given his soul half of a
And the angel himself felt As he that old man there So he did what humans do And he said a prayer
And as the prayer flew to his The did decide To follow the old man And stay closely by his
For on this can one deny The gift of a more eye To cast our fellow man And on night to understand
The frailty of childhood Like fireflies summer streams And if one dared to time's veil one retrace those childhood trails?
But whispers in the wind Told of rescued dreams, sins And who among us be deemed To some forgotten dream?
So on this of christmas eve As once again the weave Its snowswept dreams and lights With bits of magic into life
And as the snow gently down Its intent to reach the ground To cover scars the world feels Perhaps to give them time to
For as men in money And in what they know God in mercy winter invests in snow
[THE OF SNOW]