looking at trees
I remember prayers
of friends
Category: Poetry
new year
new year
on the horizon
simple lines
of barns and trees
in the fog
almost Christmas
almost Christmas
through the evergreens
clear blue sky
Psalm 147 “He giveth snow . . .”
He giveth snow
like wool:
he scattereth the hoarfrost
like ashes.
Psalm 147: 16 (KJV)
snowflakes
snowflakes
floating in the air
separate
together
artists
across places
and time
reading one page
reading one page
at a time
of this book and that
evergreens
in gentle wind
Christmas night sky
Christmas night sky
becomes sunrise
tree branches
covered with ice
glisten in the sun
Quiet Christmas Poetry 