Nights at our home are quiet.
You seldom hear the slightest peep.
Children are tucked in their beds
And my husband is with the sheep.
The loudest noise woke me up
and I heard my husband yell
about some exciting news
he said he just had to tell.
“A new baby born in a manger
is the savior for which we wait.
The angels told us and we went
to see his mother and her mate.”
I gathered things around me
and cooked food them to eat
and hurried to that manger
and saw the baby so sweet.
My life felt so deeply fulfilled
as my actions were so swift.
My joy was beyond measure
to bring him such a special gift.
Christmas would have been lacking
had I not given to that boy
because that generosity
resulted in the greatest joy.
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