Ellen Bailey Poems
Christmas Poems

A Special Night

by May Fenn

High on the hill
Above the town
A little white lamb
Looked curiously down.

“Mother” he asked
“Do you see that light?”
“Hush, my son,
It’s a special night”

“But why do the people
Hurry so fast?”
“Because, my son,
It has happened at last.

Jesus, the God child
Is born upon earth,
Come let us join them
To honor his birth.”

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