Light....

Light.... in our tree green like never before one light does not light up it does not stand out it is not in front actually, no one who sees it the light is on not a piece or something it just does not give light and we.... we let it happen it is not in sight but somewhere during the night when all other lights go out we sometimes see unexpected and almost unbelievable that one light quietly sparkle warmer, nicer than the rest and we know again that every light wants to shine and not just with Christmas.... This poem is donated to me and to my colleagues by the Friends Service "Op Stap" from the Group GGNet in Warnsveld, the Netherlands, as thanks for our years of commitment to volunteering work. Photography by Sylvia Frances Chan: Our Own Light-Tree for Jesus´ BirthDAY. Sylvia Frances Chan, Dutch poetess The days after Christmas 2017 Today Friday the 26th January 2018- @ 22.26 hrs.P.M. West-European-Time published in the English Language by Sylvia Frances Chan