The
holly
offers up
December berries.
December berries.
In
its branches
nature sings and celebrates:
chickadees in neat tuxedos,
red-sweatered robins,
svelte varied thrush with banded throat;
and on a weathered rail there lights one regal jay,
a bandit king in royal blue.
Oh, what a Christmas moment…
God’s
joyous gift
to this gray day!
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