Little Jesus was thou shy, Once and just as small as I. And what did it feel like to be, Out of heaven and just like me? And did you kneel at night to pray, And did you join your hands this way? And did you feel tired sometimes being young? Would make the prayers seem very long. And did your mother at the night, Kiss you and fold the clothes in right? And did you feel quite good in bed, Kissed and sweet and your prayers said. Miss you Grandma ❤️