Days

A rush to the calendar,
  another window to open,
Another piece revealed,
  behind the window a candy,
Or another piece story,
  or art, pictures joined and lost,
As each one opens,
  excitement builds, waiting,
For the final revealing,
  the last word, last picture,
Of the puzzle complete,
  and now is the hush at the last,
Where shepherds tred,
  to the animal stall, just to see
What is coming and yet,
  to become of a babe in a world
Full of turmoil, it is
  wonder we have not destroyed it.
After all this time it still
  rings as true in anticipation of hope
Love came down and made
  home the simple and not the secure.

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