After all, the Earth must wait for spring (Christmas Poem)
After all, the Earth must wait for spring.
No angel ever changed the pace of time.
Goodness is still tucked away below,
Empty as a field asleep in snow,
Like iron in the harshness of that clime
As God is born in frozen Bethlehem.
Thanksgiving Poems & Messages
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