Swaddle
Lay your child down Mary, bound by cloth and linen strips and laid in a box. A tiny bundle of flesh and bones descended in blood and filth and screaming for all the world to hear the sounds of new …
Lay your child down Mary, bound by cloth and linen strips and laid in a box. A tiny bundle of flesh and bones descended in blood and filth and screaming for all the world to hear the sounds of new …
I I have at home a Moses basket that lies empty, for the child that should have inhabited it is spread on the wind; ashes to ashes dust to Hertfordshire dust along the Lea Valley. Once he had a home a tight, …