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Navidad, si tú vuelves ven con pan, no con lágrimas. Trae la risa y el canto hasta el humilde rancho del niño campesino. Trae la oliva, que es fe y la uva, que es buen tiempo. Acuérdate que hay niños que lloran todo el año por un par de alpargatas, por un vestido viejo, por un modesto techo que les brinde una sombra. No nos traigas cohetes, ni cañones al aire, ni nada que remede lo que inquieta a los niños. Los niños sólo piden con un juguete sano, su sana golosina, con los cantares típicos, su cena navideña; un trajecito pobre, sea de lino o de dril y un humilde calzado con que cubrir sus pies. Navidad, si tu vuelves, recordad que por esto es que los niños mandan