Season’s Chill

By brian francis

The stars wonder down upon snowy white hillsides
And trees decorated with a glistening dew
Sounds echo long and are crisp in their sounding
The lights of Christmas cast a colorful hue

The scrunching of snow compacting with each step
The chill of winter advances its war on the world
Bundled in layers our defenses concurring
battle is constant repeated attacks being hurled

Having faith in the wool and the linen encasing us
Going about life’s tasks with a grinding resolve
The bridles, the horses, the bell covered harnesses
A sleigh ride to carol, honoring he who absolves

Copyright © 2020 brian francis

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B. F. O'Connor

Born and raised in the idyllic environment of Lancaster County, Pennsylvania. A rural paradise perfect for a roving childhood. Now living in the desert southwest, with a flock of parrots, a pigeon, and Three dogs.

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