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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
A CHRISTMAS CHILD, by ISABEL ECCLESTONE MACKAY Poet's Biography First Line: She came to me at christmas time and Last Line: Within her tiny, crumpled hand I touched the mighty hand of god! Subject(s): Catholics; Christmas; Holidays; Jesus Christ - Childhood & Youth; Roman Catholics; Catholicism; Nativity, The | |||
SHE came to me at Christmas time and made me mother, and it seemed There was a Christ indeed and He had given me the joy I'd dreamed. She nestled to me, and I kept her near and warm, surprised to find The arms that held my babe so close were opened wider to her kind. I hid her safe within my heart. "My heart" I said, "is all for you," But lo! She left the door ajar and all the world came flocking through. She needed me. I learned to know the royal joy that service brings, She was so helpless that I grew to love all little helpless things. She trusted me, and I who ne'er had trusted, save in self, grew cold With panic lest this precious life should know no stronger, surer hold. She lay and smiled and in her eyes I watched my narrow world grow broad, Within her tiny, crumpled hand I touched the mighty hand of God! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...DIFFERENT VIEWS; A CHRISMAS DUET by JOSEPH ASHBY-STERRY AN UNMERRY CHRISTMAS by AMBROSE BIERCE CHRISTMAS IN CHINATOWN by AUGUST KLEINZAHLER CHRISTMAS TREE by JOHN FREDERICK NIMS ISAIAH'S COAL by JOHN FREDERICK NIMS SOUNDS OF THE RESURRECTED DEAD MAN'S FOOTSTEPS (#3): 1. BEAST, PEACH.. by MARVIN BELL |
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