By: Ardis E. Parshall - December 27, 2011 An Ephemeral Thing By Daisy Constant Drexel But yesterday I was a living thing;Bedecked with tinsel and with baubles hung,I glowed with lights that shimmered, string on string;From carolers, I heard my praises sung.A shining star, a halo for my hair,A symbol of the lowly Jesus’ birthShed radiance all about me, standing there;A peace and blessed stillness filled the earth. Today, I have bee...
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