From "Airs Above the Ground"

Away in a manger no crib for a bed, the little lord Jesus lay down his sweet head. At what age did a head cease being sweet? Or did it depend on size? Belltello had had the kindest face in the world, but his head was too big to be sweet. He’d had an enormous gray head, soft and alert and smelling of hay. You could lose your heart staring into his big eyes.