A Gift

I didn’t write very much today, but even a busy (in a happy way) day will not hamper my posting at least once per day in April! This poem was partially inspired by this prompt about GIFTS. I am also linking with DVerse OLN today.

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As guiltless as when laid in manger-bed,
The Lamb of God, to silent slaughter led,
Amidst such shame, innocence underscored —
My thorn-crowned Lord.

At death itself He has mortally swung,
In my own high-walled life, Jesus has hung
Over my Jericho, a scarlet cord —
My thorn-crowned Lord.

It is a gift to see Him on the cross,
Although my heart does break at pain and loss:
I see He knows my pain, has love outpoured,
My thorn-crowned Lord.