We live much of life amid unique choices. Joy is anchored in The One beyond our life. |
A sunny day with cold, cold air is true for Christmas time. We look, but only go out there a few minutes at our prime. A sunny day with cold, that's crisp, and breath, that comes out seen is like a cloud, that's just a wisp in a sky so very clean. A sunny day, December cold some green plants, turning brown. The winter's digits fully told make flora, now to frown. A sunny day of short cold time portends a night of frostiness in need of safety warm. Each northern town of colder clime requires some fire of warmth to bless, protecting from alarm. A sunny day with cold, cold air requests an indoor feast, a Christmas time, great joy affair, concerns to be released. by Jay O’Toole on December 6th, 2024 ![]() |