The promise of rebirth

A newborn child with eyes so bright
You are, indeed, a wondrous sight
Your skin is soft; your features small
But, you are loved by one and all
I know tears fell from cherubs’ eyes
As they embraced you with goodbyes
Before you flew from high above
To grace us with God’s gift of love.
~ Jill Eisnaugle



Gloucester Cathedral Choir: In the Bleak Midwinter