“I will kiss you!” / cried a little bird to the Sun up above / Her little heart light with love
“Come,” laughed the Sun, / “and we shall be wed!”
But, though she flapped, / Sky would not bear her / Her wings grew so heavy! / Soon down to the mud sank she
“I am too weak to fly up so high,” / the muddy bird cried, / and how deeply she did sigh
Sun beamed and laughed, / “Then I will come down!”
And He did.
Merry Christmas. And no, my greeting is not late — at least for me. For centuries, many Christians have celebrated Christmas not as a single day nor as a season that ends Dec. 25. The traditional carol “The 12 Days of Christmas” and even the title of William Shakespeare’s play “Twelfth Night” continue to remind us of this...