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Little Visitor

 

Oh Child, little visitor

From someplace strange and far

A harried world awaits your smile

And scarce knows Who you are.

But Mother hears the cattle

And Joseph wipes his tears

And shepherds beg permission

To honour hope of years.

Your little eyes are trying

To focus on the scene

Of all around this hallowed ground

A landing so serene.

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