The shepherds have returned
To wooly flocks on the hill
The inn keeper now wishes
He could his small inn fill
Mary, post-delivery
Is not longer pregnant, ill.
The world’s most famous morning now is past.
The wise men have returned
To their studies in the East
Herod has completed his
Contemplated blood “feast”
Joseph, Family in Egypt
Are “visitors” at least.
Jesus is a growing “toddler” at last.
And you, friend, have returned
To living glad, or forlorn
Returned to shops and streets
Filled with scurry and loud horn
Remember, remember
Christ for you was gladly born.
Hold to His redeeming love, hold it fast!
– eab, 1/5/08
