Christmas. Poem by SY Wong ...

Long ago, I only remember Christmas should be white
But now I do celebrate Christmas
On the bay of Sunny bright
Where temperature reaches the height

It was on Christmas eve
Jesus was born
I still ponder about the three wise men
And those Lovely Stars that guided them
Towards the Infant
Star of the night

Every year, around this time I'll look
Just before dawn, towards the Eastern Sky
There shines The Bright Morning Star
It amazes me
Jesus, The Bright Morning Star is here

I remember The Infant
In lowly manger he lays
Hope of the World we pray
I also thought of Herod
In his pursue of The Infant
He murdered by thousands

I like the Christmas tree
The lights and its decors
The chosen Virgin folded in prayers
Pure and Holy She is

And when I drink wine
I still remember how Jesus turned water into wine
Christmas is a time to be merry
Rejoicing, celebrating the birth of our Saviour

The King
In peoples' hearts remain
Jesus, King of kings
Not west or east, north or south
Jesus the only name
Every knee shall bow

The Righteous One
Light of the world
Forever lovely
The Bright Morning Star
Descended from Heaven.