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A figure in darkness Cradleing a small package Trots up the stony ridge of stairs In the night clouds cover the horizon No stars can be seen from the gloomy street A single lantern is lit and the only light A woman with the hood drawn above her head Lays a child upon the doorstep of a lonely family She touches her fingers to her mouth Then to the child's forehead A tear filled with happy memories Lands upon the baby's hand With one last look The woman disappears into darkness As swiftly as she appeared And the baby gave a cry of sadness Then all became silent