For Her

 Somewhere in a manger

A nice warm bed

a little boy lies awake

wondering about his future

Everything started so bright

so full of promise

and the angels sang

as angels do

There was frankincense

there was myrrh

and even some gold

How could anyone doubt

that this was a fresh beginning

a push of the cosmic reset

what we had waited for

Just down the street

another child lies awake

wondering about her future

Would she be safe

Would she be loved

Would she survive

Would it be Christmas for her?