I was a shepherd
longtime ago
somewhere in Bethlehem
watching my sheeps
Though I was waiting
for Someone to come
I could believe
only my sight
Then I saw a light
sparkling 'n the sky
I heard a voice
singing with joy
I joined the star
aimed to see
the Glory of God
the King of glee
I'm still astonished
looking today
as Jesus wanted
choosing to stay
The least of poorness
neatness of magic
plenty with nothingness
the brilliance of love
Please leave me Jesus
the eyes of a child
looking the Crib
wondering while.
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