May a baby come to thee,
And lie beneath your Christmas tree,
In a cradle set with pine
Be a perfect present thine. . .
And, when the blessed day is done,
Birthday of God’s only son,
May your heart a cradle be
Needing not a Christmas tree,
For in your arms a babe will stay –
Every hour a Christmas day! --Author
Unknown
| Brooke Duffin Hugh born December 21, 1971 (I might point out that we are living in the garage while building our house.) |
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