
Mother/Father/Child – alone. Together.
The guests who arrived had been invited by angels.
Angels.
And a star.
Shepherds,
Wise men.
How simple it was, how thrilling.
How lonely.
Christmas.
Family.
An unexpected sense of loneliness –
We too are waiting for the angels –
Waiting for Peace.
©Sharron R. McMillan
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