The parents

 The parents…15.10.2025


They couldn't believe their eyes

They couldn't believe their ears

This was a nightmare 

Their worst fears..


Their innocent daughter 

The one who seemed so pure 

The one who was beautiful 

And now there was no cure..


They stood together 

Parents of a tainted daughter 

Her body didn't lie

She told them a story..that held no water..


But in the dark of the night 

When sleep was elusive 

They repeatedly echoed her story

And wanted to believe..


The wind rustled in the trees

Over their humble home

And the words of the ancient prophet 

‘ and a virgin will bear a son..

Could their Mary be the chosen?


She was filling out fast

And the neighborhood was busy 

The grape wine was abuzz

But Mary..stood firm in her story

Gabriel had visited her…


Their hearts beat fast

Her betrothal was at stake

Joseph needed to know

He was a carpenter 

This engagement needed to break…


But when Joseph was told

They had to hold each other to keep from fainting 

Joseph too talked about a visitation 

And he had no hesitation 


Mary was to be his wife

Oh the joy in the parents’ hearts

Joseph was willing 

To play his important part…


And her parents 

Blessed their precious daughter 

And joy flooded their hearts..

They had heard of Anna 

And Simeon too..

And the strange names 

Wonderful counselor, Prince of Peace, Immanuel..

Rolled on their tongues

Echoed in their hearts..

Salvation was coming 

A holy Babe..

Woul

d be their Saviour 

And would bring grace…



Lisa Choudhrie 


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