Nativity

We are weak from travelling 

Around the world

We have walked many miles 

After kissing mother goodbye 

We need to both lie down

And keep walking

Maybe we will stop at the inn

Like the nativity 

Alice whispers 

Although I hope the room 

Is warmer 

I hold her hand tightly 

To prevent me

From stalling

And falling 

You fill me up

I say

And she leans in closer

Another year draws to its end

We take a deep breath

Hope for happier ones

With stories

And words

And adventures

She lets go of my grip

And claps her hands in glee

Just like the nativity

She is a child 

Old enough to love.