An Advent Poem; Luke 2:8-20

In the dark of the night a baby cried, 
In the dark of the night the power of sin died.
A sign for Shepherds in poverty awoke,
A song for angels, his glory bespoke. 
The saying told them a wonder for all,
A meditation for Mary, pondering the stall. 
The Shepherds their work now done, 
Returned to the field, praising the Son.