Winter's parade comes
But once a year,
With sleigh bells jingling
For all to
hear.
With chestnuts roasting
On open
fires,
And children singing
In Christmas
choirs.
Winters parade marches in
With ribbons,
and tinsel everywhere,
With gingerbread and pumpkin pies
A waft in the air.
Farm and home
Now dressed in snow,
Ushers in the warmth
of Christmas
aglow.
Winter's chill the
Silent night brings,
'Tis the chorus of Angel's
Heard in the
treetops whisperings.
Snowflakes falling
All across the land,
Winter's parade comes with
Peace and
joy in hand.
by Alexia Stevens. C 2017 all
rights reserved
Pixaby image by sorbyphoto
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