The Maid-Servant At The Inn

"It's queer," she said; "I see the light

As plain as I beheld it then

All silver-like and calm and bright

We've not had stars like that again!



"And she was such a gentle thing

To birth a baby in the cold

The barn was dark and frightening

This new one's better than the old



"I mind my eyes were full of tears

For I was young, and quick distressed

But she was less than me in years

That held a son against her breast



"I never saw a sweeter child

The little one, the darling one!

I mind I told her, when he smiled

You'd know he was his mother's son



"It's queer that I should see them so

The time they came to Bethlehem

Was more than thirty years ago

I've prayed that all is well with them."