Brat Farrar (bratfarrar) wrote,
Brat Farrar
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poem: carol

The Christ Child lay on Mary's lap,
His hair was like a light.
(O weary, weary were the world,
But here is all aright.)

The Christ Child lay on Mary's breast,
His hair was like a star.
(O stern and cunning are the kings,
But here the true hearts are.)

The Christ Child lay on Mary's heart,
His hair was like a fire.
(O weary, weary is the world,
But here the world's desire.)

The Christ Child stood on Mary's knee,
His hair was like a crown,
And all the flowers looked up at Him
And all the stars looked down.

G.K. Chesterton
Tags: faith, poetry
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