Ran across the following while

sorting papers:

 

SIGN OF PEACE

 

The purest dove of winter white

Sought refuge

from December night.

Into a stable warm he fled

And nestled near

a manger bed.

A tiny hand touched feathers warm

And both slept soundly

in the storm.

 

There came a whisper soft as fleece----

"You too shall be

~ a sign of peace.

My Son will show a way of love

When men seek refuge----

like the dove."

 

~ M L