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Legend of the Mistletoe Angel
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Legend of the Mistletoe Angel |
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Mistletoe Angel 
since 2000-12-17
Posts 32816Portland, Oregon |
(Sven's wonderful poem inspired me to write this piece, yay! This is my cute boyhood imaginative painting of my Mistletoe Angel, yay! I want to keep posting this is as a yearly tradition! (does happy dance) Merry Christmas, yay!!!  The Legend Of The Mistletoe Angel By: Noah Eaton 12/23/02 Up atop a magical blue spruce tree In the middle of a misty kaleidoscope lake Where all of Mother Nature's sparrows and bluebirds gather Where brother partridges and sister doves play There lives a Singing Sparrow, who rests Under a blanket of rivulet mistletoe Eating the ripe berries with happy chirps Then flying off by dawn wherever his heart roams The berries are fruits of life that produce love Like a parasite the warm harmony is spread Legend has it early every Christmas Eve The sparrow turns into a mysterious angel, many have said With a long dress, made entirely of poinsettia and mistletoe Wings of the northern lights, glowing bright like molten lava With a crown of sapphire and holly, worn over to match his blue eyes A face of porcelain, with a warm gingerbread smile of sangria  He wears many beads around his neck which symbolize X-mas colors With long brown hair flowing gently like a grandmothers smile when she cooks dinner For her many children and grandchildren that embrace her lovingly Whose cheeks blush pink with a glow like that of a kiss from a little girl to her father His eyes are unlike any others eyes, they are rather unique When sad you can see the seven sisters in space When laughing you can see Pleiades and shooting stars When happy you can see Andromeda and north star tears stream down his face  He strums an acoustic guitar with a bluebird complexion base With a robin egg neck and strings fashioned of egg nog gold When played, all the sparrows gather together and sing with him As we are all sparrows of God, with so much love to behold Every Christmas he goes to visit every little boy without a smile Every little girl without a warm bed to sleep upon And hugs the children gently and sings gentle kyries With a voice like a Bosendorfer he sings these songs, "Children, fear not, you are loved Sparrows we are, sparrows we sing May the sparrows sing with you tonight And Christmas cheer lovingly bring You are Christmas, so Christmas let be And show others Christmas you see So become Christmas and follow Thee And celebrate Christmas each day unconditionally"  And he gives each golden-hearted boy and girl a hug Hope and seed to feed the songbirds So all the sparrows can sing with their church bell vocals With Charlotte Church smiles that can even be heard And encourages all Christmas is a holiday for every day For everyone to enthusiasticly celebrate Giving and sharing is an example we must set The children in our hearts always live, boys and girls with love ablaze And even after every Christmas day, the Mistletoe Angel is there Morphing back into the sparrow which sings everywhere Where God always feeds the birds with songs of praise And teaches the fledglings to fly with unicorn leaps in loves air Love is a parasite, one without a cure So spread the love and make rosy cheeks to all throughout the year As Mistletoe Angel stands on the top of your tree Smiling with little boys laughter and little girls cheers  "You'll find something that's enough to keep you But if the bright lights don't receive you You should turn yourself around and come back home" MB20 [This message has been edited by Mistletoe Angel (12-25-2003 02:32 PM).] |
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Kahlil Senior Member
since 2003-04-12
Posts 1881 |
Noah, without a doubt, you are the Mistletoe Angel. This is a most beautiful story, and thank you for sharing it. I look forward to seeing it again next year. Blessings to you this Christmas. ~K~ [This message has been edited by Kahlil (12-25-2003 02:45 PM).] |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
As we are all sparrows of God, with so much love to behold A magical tale, dear Noah! Merry Christmas. Love, Margherita  |
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Steve Motuel Member
since 2003-12-19
Posts 72Bergen auf Ruegen, Germany |
Wow what a great poem... a beautiful image created by a very talented writer... even though I hate the use of X-mas... the fact that you only used it once can be forgiven.... ;-) Steve |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Back to the top you go, Angel. |
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vandana
since 1999-10-22
Posts 10463USA |
enjoyed merry christmas  |
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the_loner_23 Member Ascendant
since 2002-06-08
Posts 5479Jacksonville, Florida, USA |
Merry Christmas. I love this poem and the legend. Cold hands means a warm heart |
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iliana Member Patricius
since 2003-12-05
Posts 13434USA |
So we need to offer the feather fallen from the sparrow back to God -- by sharing love! Heartwarming!.................BEEEEwell. |
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nakdthoughts Member Laureate
since 2000-10-29
Posts 19200Between the Lines |
"And celebrate Christmas each day unconditionally" Merry Christmas, Noah I can see why you chose your poet's name  M |
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garysgirl
since 2002-09-29
Posts 19237Florida, USA |
Noah, this is so sweet. I love this poem. Hugs  Ethel |
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Magnus
since 2001-10-10
Posts 14135South Carolina, USA |
Noah, only you can put together all of this, and it all is you! Merry Christmas to ya....belated... |
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