| 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 |
Season’s Chill
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Wordsmith: At The Forge 