The
Gift Of The Animals
In
a rude stable cold,
The
friendly beasts,
their
stories told:
"I,"
said the donkey,
shaggy
and brown,
"Carried
his mother
up
hill and down.
Carried
her safely
to
Bethlehem town."
"I,"
said the cow
all
white and red,
Gave
him my manger
for
his bed,
Gave
him my hay
to
pillow his head."
"I,"
said the sheep,
with
the curly horn,
"Gave
him wool
for
his blanket warm;
He
wore my coat
on
Christmas Morn."
"I,"
said the camel,
all
yellow and black,
"Over
desert, upon my back,
Brought
him a gift
in
the Wise Man's pack."
"I,"
said the dove,
"from
my rafter high,
Cooed
him to sleep,
that
he should not cry,
We
cooed him to sleep,
my
mate and I."
And
every beast,
by
some good spell
In
the stable darkness,
was
able to tell
Of
the gift he gave
to
Emmanuel.
Author
~ Robert Davis
