Page:Main Street and other poems, Kilmer, 1917.djvu/48

MAIN STREET AND OTHER POEMS

GATES AND DOORS (continued) His heart was full of laughter,

His soul was full of bliss

When Jesus, on His Mother's lap,

Gave him His hand to kiss.

Unbar your heart this evening

And keep no stranger out,

Take from your soul's great portal

The barrier of doubt.

To humble folk and weary

Give hearty welcoming,

Your breast shall be to-morrow

The cradle of a King. [ 42 ]