Nativity
On a hill,
In cold Winter,
When fallen leaves lay thick and still,
And nothing of green remains,
I hear a baby crying in the wind.
What secret this dark night hides!
In all our endings something begins.
Stephen M Crotts, December, 2017
Nativity
On a hill,
In cold Winter,
When fallen leaves lay thick and still,
And nothing of green remains,
I hear a baby crying in the wind.
What secret this dark night hides!
In all our endings something begins.
Stephen M Crotts, December, 2017
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