. . . I thoroughly love discovering something new about the old and common. It is common and traditional for me to pull out the poem by Christina Rossetti from 1879, What Can I Give Him? at Christmas time. I just discovered that this simple poem is from a larger poem called In The Bleak Midwinter. And then, continuing to research, I discovered it has been made into a lovely song! Here's a site with the song, SentForth.net. Here's my favorite Christmas poem that you can teach to even young children!

What can I give him, poor as I am?
If I were a shepherd, I would bring a lamb;
if I were a Wise Man, I would do my part;
yet what I can I give him: give my heart.

Here's the poem from the site AllisonCrowe.com

In the bleak midwinter, frost wind made moan,
earth stood hard as iron, water like a stone;
snow had fallen, snow on snow, snow on snow,
in the bleak midwinter, long ago.

Our God, heaven cannot hold him, nor earth sustain;
heaven and earth shall flee away when he comes to reign.
In the bleak midwinter a stable place sufficed
the Lord God Almighty, Jesus Christ.

Angels and archangels may have gathered there,
cherubim and seraphim thronged the air;
but his mother only, in her maiden bliss,
worshiped the beloved with a kiss.

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