Peacefully you lie on your father’s lap
Asleep ‘cept for
The odd jolt of the train
That makes you spring disappointedly awake--
Your station is still far away.
If only you knew
You might never want this journey to end--
To never realize long long after--
When all your most earnest contriving has failed
To recreate this idyll of snuggling slumber
That now was your Bethlehem
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