Christmas Eve
by Wilda Morris

The child in the manger fingers the straw.
He does not know he is playing Jesus.
He giggles as other children
gather around, gently touch him.
"Let the children come"
seems to have begun in the stable.
The baby chatters as the soloist
sings Oh, Holy Night.
We know this baby was not born
this snowy Christmas Eve,
that this manger is in the church,
not a stable, but seeing his smile,
we believe.

Return to: