The Little Angel

We now live in an era where there are a variety of worldviews.  For some this time of the year means happy holidays.  For others among us it is a time to celebrate Christmas. These next series of posts are about The Gnome from Santa’s Home and other tales.  The Gnome has been busy this time of year working on stories on Christmas themes in both poetry and prose.  He also found ‘The Shepherd’s Daughter’ and ‘The Little Angel’.  Another one, ‘A Christmas Crib at Aleppo’, is coming soon.


The Little Angel – a back story inspired by the Gospels


As shepherds left the angels,

The night that Christ was born,

One shepherd, after a time,

Become quite forlorn.

As he looked upon his flock,

A lamb was gone from view.

He looked across the field,

He looked behind the rock,

He followed a little rivulet,

He looked and did not stop.

At last, he heard a bleating,

Which had his heart quickly beating,

And he followed the sound,

Down and down,

Into a ravine.

When he came upon the spot,

There unfolded a scene.

A dainty little angel,

In bright and glowing sheen,

Was the most wondrous thing,

This shepherd had ever seen.

And as he gazed upon the sight,

He beheld something below,

For there it was, the little, lost lamb,

Under the angel’s toe!


“Dear shepherd,” spoke the angel,

“Tonight you saw a sight,

Emmanuel, the Son of David,

Was born to put all right.

He will give hope to the afflicted,

He will welcome each lost sheep.

He is the comfort of the addicted,

The embrace of those who weep.

Although a little baby now,

His day will come to shine,

With the Holy Spirit,

And his reign will be divine.

Go and tell your family,

Before the break of dawn,

For this child’s the hope of hope,

The saviour has been born!”


The shepherd thanked the angel,

And gathered the lamb in his hands,

While choruses of angels

Resounded across the lands.

He saddled up his donkey,

He took home his sheep.

He went to his family,

And woke his daughter from her sleep.

Now, the shepherd’s daughter,

Is another tale,

To inspire families,

That peace may prevail.




Simon C.J. Falk 19 December 2016


Author: simonfalk28

Country lad, Focussing on verse.

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