Christmas

Sleighbells in the woods

Crisp cedar air

Christmas is coming

And another new year.

The fire is glowing

The snow sparkles white

Little children dream

Of angel wings bright

How still the snow lays

Soft hush through the land

A miracle unfolds

In the warmth of your hand

How nature brings

Such beauty and delight

With peace in our hearts

I bid you goodnight.

Isabelle Crouan-Best