It was Christmas Day in Heaven
He thought they all forgot
Too busy opening presents
Resigned to accept his lot
He changed some water into wine
And had a quiet drink
While pondering two thousand years
Now he had the time to think
He thought about his lowly birth
In that stable filled with hay
And wondered what became of those
That visited that day
There were three shepherds and a lamb
He was sure one had a crook
They saw a star rise in the sky
And came to have a look
All went well till half past ten
He cattle lowing more
Then came the knock of three wise men
Upon that stable door
They brought him gifts of Frankincense, of gold
And yes some Myrrh
To see the king a star foretold
And worship to confer
The brought the news from Herod’s Court
These Magi from the East
Yet declined to stay and feast
So Joseph, Mary and the babe to flight to far off lands
From Herod’s plot, infanticide
Where child’s blood stained Kings Hands
To stay the deserts of the Moon in grains of sand they hide

Yet as he poured a second glass of water changed to wine
He noted that it had gone quiet in heaven on that day
No Seraphs and no Cherubim’s not an angel left to find
As a vacant cloud just drifted by alone on his birthday
Then in a flash of golden light stood Gabriel with a book
Did you really think we all forgot this one day of your year?
We have no candles or a cake but let’s just have a look
Today JC this is your life and we have it all in here
The detail of a virgin birth, three wise men from the East
A lowly stable at the inn the night demand increased
The shepherds three who came to see a new king born that night
They brought a lamb to start you off in tribute to the mite
A star was seen upon that night it was so bright and clear
And really it’s the only guest that tonight can be here
Two thousand years it roamed the skies in a circle round the Sun
So say hello to Jupiter but a star it is not one
Then Gabriel closed the golden book and gave it to his Lord
And a passage written long ago marked by a golden cord
We know you don’t get presents or a card on your birthday
So we all put in and got you this a reminder of the day
We did not know what you might need so I hope it is alright
It was round and small, well wrapped up solid but quite light
A small glass orb with water filled, the scene a stable small
And as he shook it so it snowed the whiteness covered all
Whilst down on Earth he heard the glee as children opened presents
No thought of God or even him, The Birthday lad in Heaven
He shook the globe to snow once more inside this present rare
And smiled as snowflakes gently fell on Christmas Day down there

JP.

JP,
This made me smile. Merry Christmas.
Your friend,
David Fox

Dear **Learned JP.**: Strongly stranded,
that narrative nicely has landed.
I sit near 'my beach'
and never might preach
as well as you've writ, YOU -- a granddad?

What a lovely thoughtful poem.. I liked your 'take' on the christmas story.