12/03/2007
La Rósa de Bethlehem
There's a rose in Bethlehem
With a beauty quite divine
Perfect in this world of sin
On this silent, holy night
There's a fragrance much like home
That is sends upon the wind
Reaching out to every soul
From a lowly manger's crib
O rose of Bethlehem
How lovely, pure and sweet
Born to glorify the Father
Born to wear the thorns for me
There's a rose in Bethlehem
Colored red like mercy's blood
'Tis the flower of our faith
'Tis the blossom of God's love
Though its bloom is fresh with you
Surely what will be He knows
For a tear of morning dew
Is rolling down the rose
O rose of Bethlehem
How lovely, pure and sweet
Born to glorify the Father
Born to wear the thorns for me
Born to glorify the Father
Born to wear the thorns for me
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Arty,
You never cease to amaze me with your writing! I am blown away by the beauty of this peace. Do I hear a song in this one? Would love to do some work with it vocally.
Mom
Posted by: Mom | 12/04/2007
Arty,
I finally realized it is a song! We can work with it other ways.
Mom
Posted by: Mom | 12/04/2007
That's beautiful, Arty
Posted by: Benny | 12/04/2007
Again we see the amazing gift you have for writing it's beautiful arty
Posted by: Ann Marie | 12/04/2007
You actually knocked my socks off! Well done love.
Posted by: Matt Turner | 12/04/2007
Well, you can put your socks back on and not be so impressed with me, Matt.
The same goes for Ann-Marie and Benny.
I want it clearly known that I'm not the author of the text above. As much as I would love to take credit for it and receive all your remarks as ones of praise, I fundamentally believe that plagiarism is NOT okay. Ever.
The above poetry is not mine. I shall identify between my writing and someone else's in the future.
Posted by: Arty | 12/04/2007
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