It’s a thought provoking season…

The Perfect Christmas

It was a biting, grasping cold.
The land in stark outline,
washed in the effervescence
of a vaulted star.
The world in waiting,
poor, benighted, watchful shepherds.
Wishful too. ancestral hope left unfulfilled.

Upon barren, frozen hillsides,
the World still cries,’ Let it be soon’

© franciman 2023
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Yes, let it be soon. The world needs a miracle at the moment. Good writing as always Jim.

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