Slumber easy, slumber light:
Snow falls upon a winter’s night.
The winter days, they are so fleet;
Too soon, the snowflakes change to sleet.
Snuggle warm in your soft bed,
While you try to find the thread
Of childhood dreams you used to sing
Expecting morning light to bring
All your secret joy and longing-
Around the tree, was such belonging.
Now the treasure of Christmas morn
Is deep inside you being born;
You, the stable; you, the cave-
Torchbearer of the love that gave
Meaning to our earthly living;
Gift divine that we’re now giving.
So make sure then that all you’re meeting
See joy of Christ shine through your greeting;
And all other days that you get to spend
Don’t forget to put a little Christmas in.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem