Husbands and wives!
Are we not your little lives?
Fathers and mothers!
Who but we will be your others?
Why do you fear us, freeze us
Out of your heart?
One of us was Jesus;
He played our part,
In His little manger,
Smiling in His smallness,
To protect us from the danger
Of nothing-at-all-ness.
One of us was God.
Has this not been told abroad,
To some by song,
To some by star?
Then when will we be known
For what we are?