A Star To Follow

A star was beaming bright
Shepherds were all afright
Yonder Me-ssi-ahs light.
God's Son is born this night.

Silent they wandered far
O'er hills and plains a star
Transcending His pure light
God's love came down this night.
Ode to Coffee Our morning coffee is surely a must,
We fuss and fume til we get the stuff.
After we've had our morning cup,
It always takes this to wake us up,
We're ready then for our daily task
Doing this or what ever's asked,
But if it wasn't for this morning cup
I'm sur we would never be waked up.

by Vivian Miles

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