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Christmas morning

December 24, 2013

Christmas Morning

If Bethlehem were here today, or this were very long ago, there wouldn’t be a winter time nor any cold or snow. arabic mary

I’d run out through the garden gate, and down along the pasture walk; and off beside the cattle barns I’d hear a kind of gentle talk.

I’d move the heavy iron chain and pull away the wooden pin; I’d push the door a little bit and tiptoe very softly in.

The pigeons and the yellow hens and all the cows would stand away; their eyes would open wide to see a lady in the manger hay, if this were very long ago and Bethlehem were here today.

And Mother held my hand and smiled– I mean the lady would–and she would take the woolly blankets off her little boy so I could see.   His shut-up eyes would be asleep, and he would look like our John, and he would be all crumpled too, and have a pinkish color on.   I’d watch his breath go in and out. His little clothes would all be white. I’d slip my finger in his hand to feel how he could hold it tight.

And she would smile and say, ‘Take care,’ The mother, Mary, would, ‘Take care’; And I would kiss his little hand and touch his hair.  While Mary put the blankets back the gentle talk would soon begin. And when I’d tiptoe softly out I’d meet the wise men going in.

by Elizabeth Madox Roberts
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