My Son, so content in my arms tonight
How I wish I could hold you forever, my Light!
When shall I tell you who gave you your Name,
That you and the
When should I tell you of the angel’s words,
Of the night when seraph wings fluttered and stirred?
When shall I tell you that the stars above Earth
Danced in the heavens to herald your birth?
When should I tell you that you are a King,
That even the Magi prepared gifts to bring?
Should I mention the things I ponder in heart,
When shall I tell you that you’ll just stay awhile,
Because the world outside needs to reconcile…
How I wish you could stay here safe in my arms!
Not face rejection, temptation and harm,
How I wish you could stay here surrounded by love,
But I know that your calling has come from above.
How I wish you could grow to be head of a home,
But I know there’s a Kingdom you have to make known,
How I wish I could keep your small hand in mine,
Far from crude nails and cruel bindings of twine,
I know that the world needs to feel your touch,
That these hands that I’m holding will accomplish so much!
How I wish you could stay with your beautiful smile,
But I know you were lent to me just for a while,
I’m so proud of you and who you’ll become,
Not just my own, but the Father’s own Son.
© Anne Herridge 2018