I’ve been lots of hours in a plane.
Sitting so still is a pain!
With nothing to do you get tired,
You certainly don’t feel inspired.
Your highlight is something to eat
Or if you can get to your feet,
It really can be quite a bore
And your bottom can get very sore!
But think how it must have been
When foam padded seats were not seen!
Think of Mary for day after day
Plodding along on her way.
Riding along on the trail
Getting a very sore tail.
As she’s pregnant as well
She might well want to yell.
Her trip wouldn’t be very pleasant
Being no more than a peasant.
The rich could have comfort galore
But Mary and Joseph were poor!
When that nightmare is over
She will not be in clover!
The pictures we see
Are not how it would be.
There was muck and mire
In that simple byre
So sit in your comfort and think
Of Mary’s pain, and the stink!
So thank God for all that He’s done
For saving us all with His son.
And that Mary was able
To give birth in that stable!
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