I don't know if this is the last Nativity poem or not. It took a LOT of work but I feel good about it now.

The angel’s news to the shepherds was heard
by an inquisitive little gray bird.
His wings were flapping as he flew straight back
to tell all the birds in their little shack.

When he sang his news a new tune came out
and birds came together from all about
joining their voices in a giant song
of praise imitating the angel throng.

Their lullaby soothed the baby to sleep
and gave a welcome to shepherds and sheep.
They had never sung just like this before.
Their former bird songs were thrown out the door

People in town wondered what was so wrong
as they heard the birds sing another song..
They asked to see if there was new danger
and learned of the babe born in the manger.

I am told if you’ll go out on Christmas Eve
and listen closely and try to believe
you’ll hear the birds sing a different song
and you’ll soon find yourself singing along.