
WHEN JESUS WAS A LITTLE BOY
When Jesus was
A little Boy
I'm sure sometimes
He cried
Cradled in Saint
Joseph's arms
Next to Mary's
Side
Just like today
At Mass sometimes
Our patience can
Be tried
When little children
Fuss and fret
Take all of it
In stride
For they're vocations
Militant
Progeny of
His Bride
And possibly
Another Christ
With you
At death's bed-side

