The Morning of Christmas Eve It is the morn Of Christmas Eve, Scrambled eggs I cook. Advent, Sunday, Fourth and…

A Christmas Carole My day is ruined and it’s only ten o’clock! The baby screams and screams! Sick, sad eyes…

Oh Christmas Tree! December 23rd has come And all my Christmas Shopping’s done. All gifts are hidden, Tucked away, Until…

Construction Sunday–Fourth Sunday in Advent The waiting and watching are soon to stop. God calls us to get busy building…

Ever Green December twenty-second Three days before The Fest. I sit in coal-black Morning, Waiting for my guest. Examining My…

Stainless Steel There is a perception, That Jesus’ conception Is the Feast on December the eighth. But such, is deception,…

Morning Star The silver medal which I wear Weighs not more than dragonflies, Or less, perhaps, the wings, a hair,…

A Jubilee Year! You asked: Is Jubilee Duggar’s funeral creepy? Perhaps it’s creepy depending on whether or not it’s your…

Winter Morn A very pale Blue slate-gray, A puff of Powdered cloud. Glassed-limbs crackle Stiff with age Then snap -…

Rejoice Sunday–Third Sunday in Advent In this time of waiting, watching The cold December grays Are decorated with anticipation –…