Show CHRISTMAS FIGURINES by Marilyn Tiny lights were twinkling oh a slender Beneath the trees I found the hand-carved natal The unknown one who sculptured it had breathed into the Something something clay that close resembled In the miniature beauty of the mother's solemn eyes 1 could read the quiet gladness that followed newborn In the gentle understanding of the man's immobile face Shone the poignancy and weariness of all the But the taller statues faded in the sculptured scene As I saw the burning beauty of the smallest The softly bundle lay within a rough-hewn Two tiny fists were a down-covered Under fragile golden lashes sleepy unseeing Reflected newborn the If you see an awesome sight this wintry Christmas If you would fathom loveliness the mind cannot conceive Then search for tiny that shine upon an Beneath one tree you'll the sculptured natal |