The morning after angels
St. Joseph sanded wood,
Nailed smooth boards at right angles,
And though the crib was rude,
It was a vast improvement
On donkey’s feeding trough;
The craftsmanship was excellent
Though the design was rough.
St. Joseph made a promise
To keep God safe from harm;
At the coming of the Wise
They found Him sleeping, warm.
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—Mary-Patrice Woehling
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