A WINTER WRITING!

December twenty-first,

cold and gray,

snow on the ground,

but will it stay,

the first day of winter,

yes, fall has past,

winter goes so slow,

the other seasons fast.

Christmas is winter’s,

winters bright spot;

Christ is the Saints guiding light,

as they walk,

walk in this world,

so sin filled and dark.

Christ, the true light,

shines His light rays,

as we travel this sod,

on the road narrow,

and not on Satan’s road,

the road that is crooked,

the width is broad.

Thank you Father,

for giving your only SON,

as the TRUTH, the Light,

and through HIM,

our victory in won.

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