rihht now you have promised me a childhood
i never had on this earth
an innocense that even when i was one day
old i never felt
today at the beginning
counting days till the drummer boy comes
hours till the star arises over bethlehem
look now and realize you are remembering
something
that was not for him. but for you
that it is not time to be born in the stable
it is not time to be born of the virgin
it is not time to become so small you
fit inside a star
it is time to travel on the wind
taken so far
that you are the child
in the manger
the child you have never been
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