Friday, December 2, 2011

A little Christmas poetry:

The darling of the world is come,
And fit it is, we find a room
To welcome Him. The nobler part
Of all the house here, is the heart,

Which we will give Him; and bequeath
This holly, and this ivy wreath,
To do Him honor; who’s our King,
And Lord of all this reveling.

-- Robert Herrick, from "A Christmas Carol"

1 comment:

  1. No relevant exactly, but your post reminded me...
    The other day Tessa was talking about something she liked, or was it an emotion, terrible how these things slip through my mind so quickly, any way, she said, "It's in my stomach . . . I mean in my heart." Stomach, heart, whatever. LOL


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