Poem by Katharine Lee Bates

The Least of These

THE wolf of want is howling
At doors no angel keeps.
Young Mary smiled on her Holy Child,
But many a mother weeps.
The Kings of the East brought treasures
Uncounted and unpriced.
Who bears a gift to arms that lift
A little famished Christ?

1. A Mountain Storm
2. Eavesdropping
3. Babushka
4. Santa's Stocking
5. Lydd

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