THE wolf of want is howling
At doors no angel keeps.
Young Mary smiled on her Holy Child,
But many a mother weeps.
The Kings of the East brought treasures
Uncounted and unpriced.
Who bears a gift to arms that lift
A little famished Christ?

(C) Katharine Lee Bates
03/09/2017


Best Poems of Katharine Lee Bates

• Marching Feet
• Beyond
• Anniversary Hymn
• America The Beautiful
• My Lady Of Whims
• The Least Of These
• The Pity Of It
• Babushka
• Only Mules
• When The Millennium Comes
• The Little Knight In Green
• Three Steps
• The Creed Of The Wood
• Wings
• A Song Of Riches
• The New Crusade
• New Year
• The Great Twin Brethren
• The Purple Thread
• The Presence Chamber