The Hymns and Carols of Christmas

Earth and Sky

(They talk to each other on Christmas Eve)

Words: Eleanor Farjeon

Source: Anne Thaxter Eaton, ed., Welcome Christmas! A Garland Of Poems. New York: The Viking Press, 1955.

Earth: Oh Sky, you look so drear!
Sky: Oh Earth, you look so bare!
Earth: How chilly you appear!
Sky: Flow empty you lie there!

Sky: My winds blow icy cold.
Earth: My flowers have gone from me.
Sky: Yet I've one Star of gold.
Earth: And I have one green Tree.

Sky:
I'll set my Star on high
Alone in its own light
For any Child to spy
Who wakes on Christmas Night.

Earth:
I'll hang my Tree with toys,
Like fruit and flowers gay,
For little girls and boys
To pick on Christmas Day,

They say together:
Then let the soft snow fall,
And let the cold wind blow!
We have in spite of all
A pretty thing to show;

Yes, Christmas Eve and Morn
Well show our pretty thing
To every baby born
Of Beggar-man or King,

Earth: Oh Sky, you look so clear!
Sky: Oh Earth, you look so fair!
Earth: How bright your Star shines here.
Sky: How green your Tree grows there.

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