Comfort and Joy will Tide us Over
written by: Linda Marie Hilton
From my stored winter cache I take
A metal wreath ring decades old
A bag of pine cones and red ribbon bold
Outside I pick leaves turned red
From the piles of those I’ve raked
I trim some greenery from bowed limbs,
Evergreens bent under an early snow
Around the wreath ring they will go
With sprigs of berries turned bright red
To brighten nights when the sun has dimmed.
Hang the wreath upon the front door
Bring in the potted fir to reign
Noel tree decked in lights, tinsel, bells
Upon a low round table clothed in red
‘Neath which presents heaped wrapped well.
Let Noels peal all the day long
And snowflakes cavort in window panes fogged
Welcome in kith and kin to rejoice
A Savior born and one more year we’ve lived:
Eat, drink, and merrily lift our voices.
For Twelve Days let us thusly celebrate
For with such joy we cannot it overrate
As days grow long again in incremental minutes
We thank another year lived to visit
And hope next year will have spring in it.
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