There will be a star in the sky
On that night a baby shall be born
We are crazy
We are insane
Being felicitous
Is constantly our demeanor.
Our shouts and cheers, when
We praise together
Are grateful and eloquent
As children who run with
Not a care in the world
In field=2 0of flowers
Forms with meaning, shapes without
darkness,
Unstopping love, caring without selfishness;
Those who have seen
With open heart, to life’s other
Wonders
Remember us--as always--not as wandering
Withering people, but only
As full of life
The followers of Christ.
-By Rayna Lounsbury
Age 17
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