Who is that in the Manger?

Please note-  I did not take this picture and don't know who did. It came in an email from a friend and I thought I would share it with all of you. However, it is my poem..)

It was a bitter cold night

And, no one was in sight
I'm just another stray,
tired of running away

I sniffed around the manger

There was no danger

Hungry and cold

against a baby I mold

Three men watched over me

They would do no harm, I could see

The baby held me in his arms, on a blanket of straw
I could hear a hush from those who saw

A simple bed that someone made,
Hunger and cold, seemed to fade

Please, if you find a stray during this cold

Give him a warm place to sleep, and your arms to hold

Wysteria